Randerolf

Today, it was a sunny sixty-five degree day (Eighteen Celsius). Gorgeous. Yet, the newscasters tell me that all is not well in the world. Shit-tons of snow burying innocent people. Deadly ice storms – however beautiful they may be – fuck up the countryside and the cityscape. No power. Snow plows. Fuck. Fucking cold.

And all I had to do last week was fore go sandals and use a jacket.

Indulge an ignorant Floridian; To my friends who battle the cold, cold winters: why? Why put up with the hassle and discomfort of putting up with old man winter?

People tell me about needing hammer and chisel being just as much as car keys in order to get to work. I can barely imagine having to carve through ice just to open my car door. The chains. The salt. The ice. Damn.

In north Florida (born and raised), it freezes a couple times during the winter, but at the very worst, I may have to clear some frost off my windshield and drip the water faucet just in case the pipes may burst (which is unheard of). You may say that a moderate winter is fine, but a hot, southern summer is unbearable; I say that air conditioning is only a few steps away. Just do outdoor work late in the day or early morning. (which I’m not a fan of anyways : ) )

What winter mess have you had to suffer through in the past? Have you moved from the south to the north or vice versa and what brought you there?

Edit: Also consider discussing this correlating question: where do you refuse to live because of the climate and conditions?