36 degrees was the temperature as I left the house this morning. And it felt every degree. I haven't been this cold since I skied thirty years ago. The jacket kept me warm enough but I haven't had gloves in years. And boy, that cane got cold. I didn't do a short course in the cold today because it had rained yesterday so I missed my walk.
I finished the book on OJ and have returned to the mysteries of the Universe as a expounded by Leonard Susskind. It matters not what the temperature is outside as long as I'm warmly intrigued by String Theory. It never gets old.
Every one of the 36 degrees are proof that we're all on this flight together.
Dick
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