This Day Reminds Me Of.....

Bob Howry. It's like a headache in my eye.

The current temp on Chicago's lakefront = 46 degrees. Winds gusting from 25 to 35 mph. It'll be June at week's end, but it's going to be 38 degrees tonight with a wind chill in the high 20s.

Will someone, anyone, for the love of God please tell me why I'm not living in Buenos Aires? The only way I can warrant living through this ongoing winter in Chicago is if the Cubs win the World Series and I'm here for the party of the millenium.

But that eventuality is about as likely as Jessica Alba showing up at my casa with a lifetime supply of Cheddar Jalepeno Cheetos (the best Jerry, the best). In other words, I'd better stock up on Advil.

For my eye.