Month: January 2011

Jazz Note #10 – Baby It’s Freaking Cold Outside

The other day I took out the garbage.  And as I headed inside, I noticed a mound of snow, which had been piling since early December, was now over my head.  I took this as a bad sign.  If Punxsutawney Phil lived in Minnesota, he would certainly wait until July before moving to Mexico.  The weatherperson verified this sentiment the other night.  She said that spring will be delayed because the endless acres of fallen snow will act as a giant fridge when warmer winds appear.  But that’s many days away.  Today its four degrees above zero.  Like Vu, I find January to be about survival.