If you want to read about real winter misery, check out my story titled Freelancing + Snow = Pain.

We’ve been socked left and right with horrible, miserable weather here in Chicago this month. First we got hit by a massive Arctic bubble of air, plunging temperatures down to around zero degrees Fahrenheit. Wind chill brought it down a good twenty degrees below that. Everything is harder in that kind of cold.


Riding the Chicago El can be a chore in this kind of cold. When temperatures were at their lowest last week, the doors to the train in Evanston wouldn’t open due to the cold. Dozens of bleary-eyed angry commuters stood like Popsicles with me on the elevated platform for a good half-hour around 7 a.m. Finally the train arrived.


Then came the snow. Lots of it. My car was buried like a little igloo in a snowdrift. I left it for the day and found that the snowplow had encased it in dirty gray slush.

Clomping around all day in my South Dakota tested boots can be a real adventure.


At least the lake is pretty on these wintry days.

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