On Mon, 8 Dec 2008 13:16:00 -0500, "Eisboch" wrote:

Spent the last couple of days down at my son's Beachhouse on the ocean.

Awoke yesterday to snow, wind and a roaring ocean, so I got dressed, grabbed
a cup of coffee and wandered down to the beach, intending to experience and
enjoy nature and all that stuff.

Stood near the crashing waves for a couple of minutes, snow being driven
into my face, body starting to shiver uncontrollably in a futile attempt to
stay warm and suddenly the older, more mature part of my brain kicked in
with a message:

"What are you, friggin' nuts?"

Packed up the truck, went back to my nice, warm house in Duxbury and haven't
stepped outside since.

What a pansy.

~~ says me who spent exactly 3 minutes outside in the cold before
returning to the warm, wood heated house ~~