We’ve still got 24 degrees now, but it’s supposed to drop this afternoon.
Speaking of which, this afternoon ends the reign of the Boy Mayor. You’d think being mayor of a big city at age 26 could turn into something positive. Maybe becoming a governor or senator.
Instead, divorced and hoping to keep the FBI at bay. So sad.
Boy Luke down the crapper at such a young age.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t this polar vortex thing what we used to call the Siberian Express a few years ago?