In particular, DRUDGE — Does anyone know if he has legally changed his last name to ALL-CAPS yet? That would seem fitting, somehow. — enjoys combining stories of extreme weather with those detailing the effects extreme weather have upon the activities and organization efforts of global warming — sorry, “climate change” — activists. There are times when I can almost see him chuckling gleefully at the odd, telling juxtaposition.
So when I saw the large number of “Extreme Cold” stories congregating at the top of The DRUDGE Report over the last 36 hours, I assumed it was yet another instance of “Editorializing By Volume” that he practices so effectively, and paid it little heed.
My eyelashes froze together on the way to work this morning.
My hands were fine, thanks to my boys’ excellent Christmas present. And I’ve got a huge, puffy, brightly (even obnoxiously) colored coat, so my upper body was fine, as well. I still can’t really feel my legs, though.
My coffee, safely tucked away in my 13.5 gallon “Coffee delivery Device,” went from scalding to perfect. In the first minute. By the time I actually got to work, the previously steamy beverage was only slightly warmer than the air around it. Which was -16°.
WeatherUnderground reports that “a record low temperature of -27° degrees was set at Casper yesterday. This breaks the old record of -21° set in 1973.”
It’s only -1° right now, though. Practically balmy.