/* /* Mindless Meanderings of a Curly Haired Girl: Fair Weather

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Friday, October 14, 2005

Fair Weather

...the coldest day of the year. It's simply freezing; the dogs are sticking to the sidewalks; can anybody explain that? The Skin of Our Teeth by Thorton Wilder
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Did four years in Central New York make me hard and immune to the cold? Am I the only person who thinks that 55 degrees is comfortable? Yesterday I walked to work, took the T to Davis Square, walked home from the square, and walked to/from Tacos Lupita. I did not wear any of the following items: hat, scarf, gloves, mittens, coat. During my travels, however, I did notice that apparently 55 degrees is fair weather to dawn all of those items. To those people, I say, simply: "you're fucked." If you can't handle fifty-five degrees without bundling up inside a down jacket, woolen scarf, or knit cap, you're just fucked. It's not even freezing out, I can't see my breath, I can't see anyone's breath. There hasn't been one serious frost yet people are layering.

Layer like an onion, not a banana
Mrs. Kimpton, my 12th grade English teacher.
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To my catering manager came in wearing a coat yesterday, a long, thick coat.
YOU ARE FUCKED

A woman on the T was wearing a matching scarf and mitten set. Mittens? Are you serious? Are your fingers that cold? Do you really need to wrap your digits in a cacoon of lamb's wool? It's fifty-five degrees! YOU ARE FUCKED.

A man walking down Garden Street was wearing a knit cap. My only hope here, is that this man was bald. If you're bald, I can understand that perhaps you need a lil something there, but still, a baseball cap would suffice. YOU ARE FUCKED.

A woman on Elm Street: boots with the fuzzy tops, long sleeved shirt, long sleeved jacket, vest, scarf, long skirt, tights. YOU ARE SO FUCKED.

I expect to see these types of things when it's 32 degrees, or perhaps 0 degrees... but at fifty-five degrees, no, I don't think so. Put on your jeans and your hoodie and call it a day. Even with forty fewer pounds of fat to keep me warm, I am still comfortable in a hoodie. One must condition his/her body to prepare for the frigid months ahead. Middle of October

... still shorts weather in upstate New York.

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