Various daily ramblings with a focus on the SDM program at MIT, sports, and life in general.
It's times like this that I don't regret leaving Boston at all. Did I mention it was 75 degrees in Los Angeles on Sunday and I walked down to the beach wearing a t-shirt and jeans? Not that I'm gloating or anything... ;)
It seems that Atlanta is full of wimpies and sissies.
Keith, that's just mean! Actually, when I lived in Atlanta, I always talked to people up here, bragging about the weather. I remember my sister calling me crying in April because she was in school up north and it was snowing up. I was at the pool.Since I've moved back to Boston, we have had one of the snowiest and one of the coldest winters on record. Beware the come-uppance, Keith, beware the come-uppance.
temperature thingy = thermometerI've solved the problem. I stay in the house with the heat turned up and only have to wear 2 sweaters to stay warm ;-)Actually today I went for a brisk walk at the Wrentham outlets and because I was walking so fast, I didn't see the huge patch of ice.Yup....right down I went! I'm fine.
Ha! Immediately after reading that, I had a flashback to the episode of The Simpsons where Homer becomes a food critic and yells to the town, "I'm Homer Simpson, the most powerful food critic in town, who will never get his comeuppance! You hear me? No comeuppance!"As for me actually getting my comeuppance, it'll probably come in the form of a 7-point earthquake next month or something.
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