silversandbea

I just realized that Minneapolis experienced a swing in 'feels like' temperature equal to 90 degrees Celsius in six months:
(it's a 160 degree swing in Fahrenheit, but somehow that feels less impressive)

Today: actual temperature at 6pm was 93/33, but with a dew point of 79, felt like 111/43:





January 30:

Actual temperature at 6am was -27F/-32C, but with a lot of wind , felt like -50F/-45C

Ah yes, that feeling when you go long enough without updating that suddenly you have about fifteen half-written but not super interesting posts in your head. So, quickly:

1. It's been above freezing so everything is melting, which is both good (sidewalks are no longer considered difficult terrain!) and bad (my poor basement). We're too far north for the massing midwestern floods, though the Mississippi is supposed to crest up here next week.

2. New Lizzo Music video:


3. Supernatural is ending . . . next season. It was a huge part of my life (though I only got into fandom in season five, when I was convinced that there was an end date and could easily move on). I watched it in college and was proud of my ability to guess Season 2 era-Dean's lines before he even said them out loud. I still have some fanfic on A03. But I haven't watched for about six years now, so.

(Maybe I'll finish that Bela-in-boarding-school fanfic I had sketched out in celebration. Because if there was ever anything that was popular in that fandom, it was horror genfic about female characters)

4. My mother is apparently backing Toni Preckwinkle, but because she's Machine, as opposed to any worry about police accountability or Rekia Boyd or anything. You know what, I'll take it.

 So we had snow, a deep freeze, a ridiculous thaw (temperatures shifted about seventy degrees over three days), and then back to a not-so-deep but definite freeze.  Which means that everything was covered in a thin layer of very smooth ice.  I ended up pouring about a quarter bucket of ice melt over our sidewalk, which hopefully will at least give us less smooth ice, if not get rid of it entirely (I definitely saw some rock salt frozen in the ice, so it's of limited usefulness).

I only fell twice - once while walking to my first bus, the other time while I was salting the walkway in the evening.  That's practically like not falling at all in this weather.

Meanwhile, I watched an older guy eat it on the Hennepin side of the downtown library and fall into the bus lane while our bus was arriving.  I rushed to help him up, someone else rushed behind him so the group of people was more visible, and we got him up . . . but not before our bus left.  Despite the fact that we were trying to flag down the bus, we shouted at the passengers to hold the bus, and, I don't know, I feel like there should be allowances to allow people a little extra time to get on the bus if they fall into some terrifying traffic.  I penguin-waddled after the bus as fast as I could while flailing my arms, and managed to catch him at the traffic light - at which he left me on the bus, but yelled at me for stopping him and didn't wait for the poor old man who fell (and who I'm still a little worried for, because he seemed a little stunned by the fall).  And then he decided to give a passive-aggressive intercom announcement about how he is unable to let anyone on the bus at anything but the normal bus stops. I was unimpressed (and reported him, because fucking seriously).

We also had D&D for the first time in nearly two months last night - and one of the members couldn't make it, a few others had to leave early, so I figured it'd be a short, light session.  Except also, they were going into a new city - one with six districts, each with its own locations, plot points, and oh, I had to at least sketch out the 'usual' state of affairs and then show what the city is like under quarantine (the city has been under quarantine for weeks now. The party got in by demonstrating the ability to create food and water).  So everything felt a little spread out and thin for me - I didn't really know which way to prep - but it worked out all right. The party did get to meet with their lawyer - and I asked an actual lawyer friend for talking points on making a contract with a devil, so that was a lot of fun.