I rode Metra today. I'm starting to wish I'd biked, because if half The Chainlink is to be believed, everyone who was not stranded and pissed off by the Divvy shutdown is a recreational pussy who just doesn't get what REAL Chicago cycling is all about. No, REAL Chicago cyclists ride their OWN bikes all winter, you whiny motherfrakers. Just... not today. (It was the wind. Oh god, the wind.) Or Monday. Or next Monday.
Next Monday's daytime high is predicted to be negative ass, with a windchill of negative *&^%$#@. I don't think the lab next to ours is even going to show up next Monday. There were (somewhat hopeful) rumors that the university may even close altogether. I feel like I should remember the last time it was so freaking cold that universities closed altogether, but if it occurred while I was semi-unemployed, then quite possibly I failed to notice.
Next Monday someone on The Chainlink will complain about PBLs iced over with the frozen tears of CDOT crews who spent New Year's trying to keep them clear, which is completely unacceptable, and if you just layer correctly it's totally fine outside for biking umpteen miles to work, and where the hell are all these pussies from, anyway, are they recreational or something?
I hate winter.