I work in Bluecollarsville, so my signature response is "What fucking country is this again?" I'm allowed to be bitter because my commute is ten times longer than anybody else's. And as sure as you're born she was a COLD one today like I haven't remembered. Frostbite-level shit, a windchill with fangs. We all have to the pay the price to live where we live, so we deal with it. Furnaces are the friend we never once thanked.
There's a lot of times I despise my job, but today is not one of those days I'm taking working indoors for granted (or having a warm house to come home to in general). Ms. katokoch's brother wanted some Great Lakes Brewing Co. Christmas Ale since he can't find it in Atlanta and I got the last three six packs my local booze shop had. Two for him, one for me. I love Christmas/Winter seasonal beers and haven't tried this one yet, cue excitement.
I'm definetly less of a happy camper in winter. The true litmus test for a Canadian winter is Winnepeg. The windchill in that city would freeze the Devil's piss in mid-stream. You need an iron hyde for an Up-There winter. Once you start seeing block heater cords at every parking lot space you know you're balls-deep in a cold place come November. And think about motherfuckers who live in a place like Whitehorse. Or Barrow. Or Alert. Yeah, I fucking love the Aurora but pass.
Not sure if you guys get Thirsty Dog out that way, but it was started by the old Brewmaster of Great Lakes and he took the old Christmas Ale recipe with him and now he makes it as their 12 Dogs of Christmas Ale. If your BIL says the Great Lakes doesn't taste the same as it used to, that's why.
Aww... you guys are cold? I got to install a front hitch on my truck. Outside. it was so cold my phone shut down and i couldn't take a pic.
Yep its that cold in Minni. Thing I noticed out here is the wind is a real bitch. Cold is fine, cold and windy kills. No joke, this week was so cold I started wearing my hockey tights underneath my jeans when I was walking to and from campus.
If cold is a fight dog, wind is the sharp stick that the owner jabs it with to make it mean. Without wind I can handle anything. But when it comes in off the lakes after they freeze....goddamn.
Have I mentioned that where I am at it is 74 degrees Fahrenheit right now, at 6:40 in the evening? No? Oh okay...
I'm going to march barefoot into the heart of the Canadian Shield and kill a bull elk with a prison lunch tray. Go play tennis or some shit.
Please take pictures after you do. I appreciate a good elk kill! If I were you though, I would wear some fuzzy socks. I will pass on leggings, because it is frowned about wearing fitted shirts while wearing them. I have to wear fitted, box shirts add 20 pounds due to boob size. However, my office team is still walking around in short skirts. Winter is just so harsh around here....
What I find really incredible is that the guys are still doing outdoor work on the new campus buildings. Its 5 degrees out and they're still working their asses off early in the morning when they could literally get frostbite
Celebrating my walking boot with an inch thick strip from our local butcher. Today is a good day despite the fact this iPad tried to correct that to walking no boot to presumably mock me.
I regard winter construction as less of a job and closer to an extreme sport. Especially the ancient art of stepping on two sheet of clear poly with snow in between them. Best ride in the park.