Cold

A colleague sent me this great poem about the cold to illustrate how he feels about it:

> A poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre

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> SHIT

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> IT’S COLD

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> The End.

There seems to be a strong possibility that there will be another spell of brutally cold temperatures that might reach all the way down to Florida. If you live in Eastern and Central part of North America anywhere above the Mississippi, make sure you buy candles, matches, blankets, and enough pantry supplies to carry you through a possible blackout.