It's light earlier and earlier, and later and later, but it's fucking cold out there. Where the Hell is Global Warming when we need it? I was in Boston Thursday doing some house calls and bookstore visits and spent an hour or so outside the Brattle going through cases of auction catalogs. God it was cold. And windy. Nearly froze my nuts off.
Got about 100 pounds of catalogs though, a good haul. That's how I going to buy books now- by the pound.
Did I mention it was cold? And I had to stand out in it for nearly an hour?? God, I'm a whiny bastard.