Baby, It's Cold Outside.

I need to get out of Dodge and high tail it over to a place where I won't suffer from frost bite on my hands when I go down to the beach. I was at Crissy yesterday contemplating a paddle, that lasted about a second as the cold Arctic breeze kissed my face. Yes, I know, some would say I'm a wimp. But let's face it folks, humans evolved in the tropics. (If you're a creationist, please don't email me.) We like warm weather, cold is not good for our bodies. Just walk around outside in the nude without a bottle of scotch in the middle of a "temperate" winter. Speaking of scotch, I've got to go. Baby, it's cold outside.