I feel like withdrawing from the world. I want to stay underground in my hovel. Flurries and no temperature in the next 7 days above 40F. Damn. Happy Spring - sha!
There are times in the really hare-core part of the winter - negative temps (Farenheit) with wind chills that are hard to mentally conceive, much less physically endure - when I can't help but ponder: "Why did the original settlers think that this is an appropriate area for human exsistence?" I can't imagine experiencing that kind of weather 200-300 years ago, without the creature comforts of today.
How can people with good reason feel that this is a place to?....oh wait, I think I just answered my own half-question.
Go Brewers.
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