Wednesday, November 16, 2005

It's gonna be cold, cold, cold, cold, cold

Tomorrow is projected to be the First Cold Day (FCD) of the year (or at least the first cold schoolday) in Manhattan. We're planning to bust open the giant can of hot chocolate in my office.

When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. But standing here among the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn't imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous winter.

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