Winter 1, Winter 2

Do you ever notice how winter before New Year's looks different from winter after New Year's? True, the Christmas decorations are taken down sometime in January, but that's not exactly it. I could never really place it until a few days ago, when I saw a man in a stylish coat and scarf.

After the first of the year, we stop giving a shit about how we dress, because it's just too damn cold.

Before the first of the year, people are still excited about wearing their nice pea coat, a stylish scarf, and some sort of jaunty hat. But once January gets at full tilt, and all the way until March, it's like a race to see who can wear the most layers. This results in lumpy, waddling, sad-looking Minnesotans.

I don't think the fact that spring is just out of reach helps things much, either.

False Hope

Today it's supposed to be 42 degrees in Minneapolis. It's January 16.

"Awesome!" you might think. Nope, not awesome. This sucks. This is so damn stupid. I hate the January Thaw.

See, in Minnesota, our winters are brutal and last from November to April. That's pretty close to half the year. When you put spring and fall in there, that doesn't leave much room for 85 and sunny. So when it gets close to springtime, when things start melting a bit, I get really excited. Winter is exhausting, and by the middle of January I'm ready for it to be over.

Enter the January Thaw.

Every year around this time, the temperature spikes by 30 degrees, things start melting, and my springtime reflexes activate. The woooooshhhhhhhh of cars driving through puddles, the sparkling of water droplets from snow melting, the thinning of snow in places. All of these are indicators of spring. But actually, spring is fifteen weeks away. Fifteen weeks! That's 105 days. That's nearly a third of a year.

So, give me 25 below, please. No more of this 40 and sunny. I need 25 below zero right now, so every bit of hope in me is securely frozen in place, not ready to move for... ugh... 105 days.

Music for Warm Weather

I really enjoy the differences between seasons. And I don't just mean the temperatures, I mean things like the clothing, the food, the activities, and I really really enjoy the different music.

I don't mean Christmas music versus not Christmas music. I mean music you only listen to in the fall. Or music that really puts you in a summer mood.

I am getting really excited for my summer music.

On Art's Summer Playlist:

Upbeat songs by Beck
311's blue album and Grassroots
Dookie by Greenday
The good songs from the A Mighty Wind soundtrack (mostly anything by the Folksmen or the New Main Street Singers)
Lots and lots of The Offspring
My dozen or so favorite Cake songs
Who's Johnny by El DeBarge
Boys in the Hood by Dynamite Hack
Old Shit/New Shit by Eels
Sugar by System of a Down
Summer Time by Mungo Jerry
The Devil's Song by Marcy Playground
Bullet by Bob Schneider


And so on. These are my summer tunes, just itching to get out and play.

But for now, I am ringing in spring, as I do every year, with a little Tom Lehrer: