It is too damn cold outside

Posted by David Tamburo / at 10:35 AM / /

Though this is not the beginning of the cold, the new year brought Chicago with a substantial amount of snowfall to just be down right annoying. I am one of the few hundred thousand people that complain everyday about how truly bitter Chicago weather makes you; I am downright steadfast about it. I guess it is one of those situations, though, I should be bittersweet about. This winter will probably be my last winter for the next 10 to 15 years?--who knows.


Our weathermen are serious con artists here in Chicago. They provide everyone with enough information to make them never leave the house, stock up on the necessary essentials from good ol' Jewel Osco, Dominic's and Whole Foods in preparation for such a winter blast. We usually end up with three to four inches. The ones who really get hit are the ones in Grand Rapids, South Bend, and everywhere north, but Chicago usually gets enough snow to make the sidewalks a little slippery. This being my opinion on a terrible judgement of a computer readout.

I got to thinking about previous pictures that I have taken and never have taken the time to really make an effort to putting them up. Some I think are from around October, while one I know for a fact is a mid-May photo. But I assume you would rather see them then me tell you about when I took them.


Red Line to Howard


Stevie. She was one of the best foster dogs ever. We fostered her for New Leash On Life a no-kill shelter out of Chicago.




I guess Scrabble has the last laugh.


I saved this photo until the end, simply because if you are from Chicago you know what these are for. These are what control the overhead heating lamps at many of the CTA train stations. This is your savior during the winter season, from November 1 until March 31, you are able to press the button and receive some sort of heat from heating lamps up above your head. Do they really keep you warm, well, no, but it is the thought from the Chicago Transit Association that "should" count.

Anyways, these luke-warm heating devices are the brunt of most of my humor during my travel throughout Chicago. I never stand near them for this reason alone. These little heat buttons are sustenance to many other passengers on the "L." They thrive off having a little bit of partial, subzero wind-drenched heat that radiates off of these glowing coils that they MUST always have them on. If you are the guilty party for not, in one one-thousandth of a millisecond, pressing this stupid button to return that orange glowing heat back on, you will get many many scowling faces looking at you. All thinking the same exact thing of, "turn the heat back on, it is four degrees outside and you are making me sit here in this cold. just press the goddamn...(glow comes back)," amnesia of the previous thoughts do preside after the luminous glow relights. everyone is happy for the next fifteen minutes until it shuts off again.