A meaningless dissertation on the freakin' cold.

I wonder if there is a correlation between how tired you can feel and how cold it is outside.

I'm very tired.
And the temperature is -30. Without a wind. A natural cold, which is somewhat easier to bear than it would be if that was the wind chill factor.

Cold comfort, as they say.

But it is true, even though those of you who live in the warmer climes would doubt me; but think in terms of heat: the heat of Vegas in the summertime is different, and easier to bear than the wet heat of, say, Galveston. Cold is like that. Not that I would suggest standing out in it for very long.

Cold is easier than heat; you can always but on more clothes, but in the heat, once yer nekkid, yer nekkid.

In the cold, remember.....layers.

When I was an airline worker, and was slingin' bags at this hour of the morning out on the tarmac when the temp was -40, I dressed like this:

Thermal Underwear.
Flannel lined black pants.
Two pair of socks.
Turtleneck.
Pullover windbreaker
Down parka
Cotton Gloves
Padded cold weather gloves
Shoes.
Longshoreman's cap
Pullover face mask

And it would still be cold, but bearable.
And I would look like the Michelin Tire Guy.

Nowadays, I'm awfully glad that my car has heated seats. Nothing like a toasty ass as you drive home in the early morning.

Yup.
Gotta love the toasty ass.