Tuesday, February 12, 2019
It's not summer . . .
I don't like wearing a coat. When I can, I wear a jacket or try to get away without. I remember as a kid I'd rather wear a jacket than a coat. My mom wouldn't let me wear a jacket unless it was over 40°. She was the mom who made us wear an undershirt until it was 70° and zipped our coat up under our chin before we left for school. (sometimes catching our skin in the zipper and back when kids walked to school).
What I saw this morning was crazy! There was a car on the freeway this morning that had Arizona plates. The dude driving it was wearing a tank top. What? I looked at the temperature and my car showed 17°. That's even chilly jacket weather. Either this dude drove straight from Arizona and had the heat blasting, or he was brain dead. I can't imagine how cold he'll be when he gets out of his car. He was also driving North. North usually means colder.
Happy winter to you dude!
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