it is cold and windy where I live. stupidly so. I thought my legs were going to catch frost-bite on my walk to work today, as it was -4 degrees at 8:15am. my eyelashes froze together a couple of times. it was great. I am happy to not be homeless on a day like today. I would be a bum-scicle. cold like this really doesn’t do much for my attitude or creativity. mainly it makes the wheels in the back of my mind start scheming for a way to move somewhere warm. like Jamaica. I could do my job from Jamaica, I tell myself. I could telecommute. I should telecommute.