let's spring forward already.
This photo was taken sometime before today.
If mother nature was a person, I'd have my first fight.
It looks as though Punxsutawney Phil was involved in fraudulent activity, which is a seemingly appropriate character flaw for the poor man's gofer.
One day it's 80 degrees outside giving hope to every seasonally depressed Clevelander followed by a stint of a snowy-rain mix (coined by our weather people) in the 30s. Awesome. Not to mention the confusion of wardrobe it's causing every working professional downtown. I wore a wool coat last week in 70 degree weather - just in case.
While my anxiety for spring is great for pharmaceutical companies, my patience is running out. I have a Tribe fever that is not recognized by my family physician or WebMD.com because the temperature outside is too cold to sit through a game. How can I get some of those SwisherSweets to cure my Tribe fever if it's not recognized by the Internet's leading doctors?
10 out of 10 Windians fans agree Nick Swisher is the Z-pack for Tribe Fever.
Winter has lasted so long that children are looking to dirty car door snow as a source of food.
Car doors are being treated like cheese boards and it's gross.
I think everyone everywhere (except Florida and parts of Texas - the religious parts) can collectively agree that we are ready to spring forward and start the patio drinking season already. Because let's face it, a corona-rita on the rocks does not taste the same as one that is frozen due to mother nature's bad attitude and cold shoulder.