Globex Corporation Newsletter

If I said I didn't know what I was in for, weather-wise, when I moved back to the RC a little over two years ago I'd be lying. Life hasn't been really peachy since moving back here, stuff has just come out of nowhere to beat the crap out of me emotionally, but I knew about the weather.

Actually, I often brag about our weather. Considering our lattitude, we actually enjoy very mild winters here. I can drive an hour or less, gain 3000 feet in elevation and see snow for most of the winter. Sure we get snow down here at 3200 feet, sometimes pretty big snows, but they never stick around like they do in the Twin Cities. That was freaking depressing, it just sucked the life out of you by the time February rolled around. No, our climate is pretty cool. That six inches of snow that falls on a Monday will most likely be gone by that Wednesday.

I forgot about the wind. Damn that wind! I was coming home from work yesterday and I couldn't get the Subaru up to 65mph on I-90 because I was travelling straight into the wind. I've lost a pound or two recently and the wind has threatened to knock me off of my feet more than once this week. My harps nearly blew away! They were in that guitar case thingy, I put them down while putting the car in the garage and when I check on them they'd moved about 3 feet!

A day or two of this I could take, but it's been doing this all week. I know I'll be tempting fated by saying this, but given the choice of 6 inches of snow on the ground for a week or the winds we've had this week, damn it, I'd take the wind! I'm tempting fate because we'd never get the snow without the wind, of course. Six inches of snow and this wind would play havoc with everything going on in this town, it'd make it impossible to get around. Still, if I could have just one, I'd take the snow over the wind any day.

And while our temperatures have been relatively mild this week, those temperatures coupled with 30mph winds that have been blowing pretty much constantly can make being outside simply miserable. Wind Chill. I tried to explain it to people on the west coast, but they just didn't seem to get it. "But Dude, it's not really colder, it just feels colder. Why would I bullshit you about this?"

What can I say. Somewhere, deep in my brain, I knew this is what I was getting myself into when I moved back here. I guess it was simple denial. In truth, you learn to deal with it. I've learned to deal with it again. It's annoying, but to quote Gloria Gaynor (and Patient 957 and Slappy is Jebus and Bruce's Haircut and The Doug and Andy Experience featuring Andy and Doug and Friends[?]) I Will Survive.

BOJ