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| ravings of a californian | 4:47pm 1/23/2003  |
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I'm trying not to give us a bad name, but ... it is F$#&ING COLD HERE! It has been nine days now since the temperature rose above freezing (32°F). I'm not talking about getting things freezing at night, I'm saying that all day long the temperature is below freezing. At night it's subzero. Including the wind chill yesterday morning, the temperature was -10°F. So cold that as I was walking to the mechanic to pick up my car (now featuring two brand new front axles and ball joints), I could feel my sinuses freezing. It's like a brain freeze that doesn't go away. Thermal underwear! I need THERMAL UNDERWEAR, DAMMIT! Speaking of California, I must give a hearty, Chris Berman-esque "RAIDUHHHZZZZZ" to the Oakland Raiders for reaching their first Super Bowl since 1983. Should be a great matchup, the prolific, veteran offense of the Raiders lining up against the league-leading defense of Super Bowl virgins, the Tampa Buy Buccaneers, who made me eat my words by simultaneously overcoming their inabilities to win in the cold and to beat Philadelphia. This one's too tough to call. Both teams have a lot of weapons. Both teams have an annoying trend of coming up short in the big games. I'm giving a tentative nod to the Raiders. Anyone want to become my first postdoc? A Ph.D., an interest in functional and molecular imaging in radiation therapy, and the ability to beat me at FIFA 2003 is all it takes. I'll accept two out of three. | |
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