Another world

When I am in the car, I listen to the weather station on satellite radio. They give the temperatures around the nation. All cold. Never once have they given Tucson's temperature. Today, as they were reciting the gloom and doom everywhere else, the thermometer on the Taurus read sixty-seven degrees. It was cloudy, but pleasant.

The other day, they said Phoenix was at 45 degrees. I think that must have been a mistake because at the time, Tucson was in the mid-60s.

Anyway, as the rest of the nation suffers through one weather problem after another, Tucson is mild and wonderful. Just walked down to the market to get some milk. Had to put on a sweatshirt for that.

Seems like there might be a storm back home for Christmas.