Women and Colorado are unpredictable

[Players involved: sun, moon, wind, mountains.
Predictions are fair and balanced:
10 to 1 to Sun
10 to 1 to Moon
10 to 1 to Wind
10 to 1 to Mountains]

If you thought it were important enough, I could swear to you that I had the courage to open the windows and stand in the courtyard for a good five minutes early last morning (early, here, ofcourse meaning 9 am) and only after that grueling test did I decide that my fleece-lined jacket (proud as I was of it) would be a phenomenal disgrace to the sun that had decided to come out of its hiding place of three-----no, four long-----days.

Being a scientist robs you of certain basic requirements---one of them being that www.weather.com fails miserably in comparison to a 5-minute test; yeah, we are taught early on to trust "fool"-proof experiments to mere words printed on the computer screen.

But if you want more conviction on the inappropriateness of weather.com for the case at hand, let me recall here what my "software" pal (http://atool.blogspot.com) himself once told me-- "If you don’t like the weather in Colorado, wait for five minutes."

I could surmise quite accurately from the above statement that he also doesn't quite believe weather.com would give me a workable prediction of what 9 pm would be like at 9 am.

Anyway, so getting to the point in question, I left home that day, hugging on to a 0.000000000005 mm thick sweatshirt with machismo that rivaled that of the terminator (No, I don’t plan on running for governor--- if governors could decree the weather, however, I'd give it some serious thought). B’cos, once the sun started its game of peek-a-boo with me, I was pretty much frozen and out of sorts.

So, today, I decided to learn from my mistake. The smiling face of the sun didn’t fool me as I chucked my five-minute test and instead made sure I had on sweats and fleece and wool and thermals (read: everything but the carpet).

It was after I walked into my building and got a look at the thermostat that I began to think I was a little overdressed for 80 degrees Fahrenheit. The way I tackled that problem was by making sure I did not do the all-important centigrade-conversion. Yeah, after two years in the US, f-words still don’t mean much to me *grin*. It also helps when you can’t handle 9/5F x 32 mentally (yet another one of those exclusive scientists’ traits).

That brings me to the next item of the day---a professor once told me "Women and weather are unpredictable". I shrugged it off as the untested doctrine of an old bachelor. Then, another one told me, "The female of the species is deadlier than the male". I discarded that as the ranting of a male chauvinist of a bygone era.

Yeah, I think my professors specialized in the subject. At least now you wont blame me for my inability to divide and multiply.

Anyway, suddenly, surprisingly and pretty much recently, I realized that they were right all along---at least about the women. I got hit on the head with my discovery--- somewhat like the proverbial newtonian apple.

Well, let’s talk about this woman I met about three months ago and that I refuse to name. For a while, I was, to this woman, a cool, neat and friendly person to hang out with. I’d think that’d be an awful lot to pretend, so let’s believe that she did really think all that in the beginning.

And then, overnight (I attribute it to a really devastating nightmare), I was transformed into a complete antithesis. Thereon, EVERY thing I happened to do was either wrong or taboo--namely, eat, sleep, breathe, smoke, drink, drive (and not necessarily in that order).

Anyway, since this woman in question doesn't necessarily make my body shiver or my teeth chatter, I manage, quite easily, to give her no precedence.

It is the unpredictability of the other "w" that concerns me. And the thought of now having to walk out into zero degrees is indeed THE reason for this blog.

Oh, well, tomorrow will be another day ---you can trust Colorado on that.


(‘If you don’t like the weather in Colorado, wait for five minutes’. I have decided my five-minute test is in need of serious change. Starting tomorrow, I am making it six. THAT should work!)