Stop laughing.
Look, i grew up in DC, where winters drop down below zero, there's snow, ice, and all sorts of crap to deal with, plus wind chills down below -20. i know cold. Hell, had to walk 5 miles in it one way for high school.
Stop laughing.
It's just that i've not been in DC for a while. i mean, i was there over Thanksgiving and wore a tshirt, dress shirt and a Goretex rain jacket when i went outside, but it was only around 36°F so it wasn't that cold.
You're still laughing.
Look, just because i'm now wearing four layers of clothes, ski gloves, a heavy jacket, hat and am contemplating wearing a rag wool scarf just to walk a mile in 38°F weather. It's bloody cold out there.
For here.
You know, in northern California.
unlike where you are where it's a good 20-30 degrees colder than that.
You're laughing again, aren't you?
stop it.
please?
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I'm not laughing. I'm wondering why I ever allowed myself to leave northern California, but I'm not laughing.
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You've got Fahrenheits? We're overdrawn again. I'm not laughing. But I am smiling. One of the "benefits" I point out to fellow Minnesotans who complain about the cold is that "It scares the Californians away and keeps the housing prices reasonable."
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*sigh* California ruined me. I grew up in Minnesota, then after eight years in northern California I moved to Iowa last winter. You know, the one with the record snowfall. That was so cold I thought about divorcing my wife to move back to CA. Now we've had 6 more inches of snow this year so far then we had last year. I fail.
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I live in San Jose, and I am laughing. This is nothing. I've been roaming around in hockey jerseys, or at most a nice leather jacket (which is heavy for here, but not to be confused for "four layers of clothing, ski gloves, a heavy jacket, and hat").
