Twenty-two, that’s how cold it is outside this morning in Tallahassee, FL. Cold enough to get your attention, cold enough to think about moving the bed away from the window. I don’t mind the cold this morning. I think it is kind of nice out there, and 22- the dos dos- is my magic number.
You got a magic number?
Juancho
50. That is the one put on the tights and ride ’til it is 50 degrees out there, sinner.
shins
Damn, you’re skittering around like a manic political ferret. I like magic numbers in lieu of kittens and cream, especially when mixed with respect for a good chill.
just trying to avoid a flame war that’s all.
I’ve always enjoyed 69
70. Temperature of Wakulla Springs and the approx average temperature in my fair city. Sunshine, little wind and 70 degrees is a typical day in my hometown and that’s some good shit man.
I like our “extremes” too though. Yesterday and today were the first days this winter that my water bottle got slushy on ride to work.
forty two
I thought you liked flame wars. “Kept things interesting”, you said.
Dr. D
C’mon baby light my fire!
I’m too fragile to sustain heavy artillery these days.
What happened to the hammer?
shins
The hammer is what scares me. I have to stay away from hammers.
not on the bike of course.
big 9, that’s my magic number or should I say HER magic number… zowie!
Ba dump tink!
today, 44.
Three would be the magic number.
1 million is the magic number for you.