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It's beginning to look somewhat like Christmas. Heavy, blowing snow. +1C and it's after Christmas. Can't have everything.

A GREEN Christmas.

Winter, yup, dragging a fall nor' easter along with it. Rain and warm on the solistice

15 degrees and it's December. Thunder and lightning.

Precipitation in December: plow or pump.

It rains

Now, it's only 8

35 c'est tres hot, eh?

34 is okay

Hot, eh.

The Origin of consciousness in the breakout of the online mind. My Erdös number is √ -1 Some users are experiencing frozen timelines. Anger is an energy.

Up to -17 this morning. Time to buy an air conditioner.

-23. Well at least it's a ...uh,..at least it's not..., well...okay, it's  COLD .

Gelid, definitely gelid.

Too cold to snow? Bbbbbbbbbbull! It's only -18

What? It's only -21 C. That's not cold.

Pizza at 3 fills me with glee.

Winds gusts from 90 to 120 km/h tonight. Snowfall amounts in excess of 20 to 60 centimetres.

And it's snowing again.

It's a new year, a new decade. That's, uh, that's it.