(Night)life, or not, in the Deep Freeze. Maybe go for a spin? And get that refrigerator off your back!

How do you deal with it? Maybe take a spin through the newly fallen snow, or wipe the frost from the window so you can actually see that beautiful young lady waiting for you at the bar (although she’s probably bundled up and not in that mini skirt you were hoping to view).
— I couldn’t help but notice people doing half-wheelies, (hey it was slippery out there), when trekking through the parking lot at St. Patrick’s Church well after dark. How do I know this, was I one of them? And even though this would seem to be the realm of kids just getting their license, one was an SUV. A frustrated soccer mom who just needed to take a spin?
— In many bars, there were heavily frosted windows, even thicker than your drunken tongue, on the doors up to eye level. Hard to see what kind of a crowd is inside. In other places, there were electric marquee signs out, apparently because of the cold.
— And refuse service was cancelled midweek in the village. (So you know, you didn’t have to put the bins at the curb, in case you forgot, when getting back from last call). So, garbage in, garbage out? Not really.
— Why so late did the neighbor cross the road? To get the mail they forgot about earlier in the day, and/or retrieve their pooch. Considering the cold, we wish that neighbor’s dog could have been a St. Bernard. And other animals that were out late included a (night) owl that was a hoot with its calling, a whole bunch of birds trilling like they were a little tipsy, and a piliated woodpecker that considering his body size could probably hold his liquor better than, say, a downy.
— And from balmier climes, two phrases come to mind, when it was just over an hour away from Super Bowl time and the crowds were gathering at sports bars. “It’s got to be 5 O’Clock somewhere, (or more appropo, 4 O’Clock),” and “go North the rush is on.” The latter phrase is pertinent because in both the downtown and the village, in general terms, things were busier as you ventured to sports bars that were northward.

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