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January 27, 2006

Staying Warm

Posted by JP at 04:55 AM in Photography | Comments (6)

It's been a little chilly here lately. The temps during the day just refuse to get above 3°F. At night, they head well below zero.

Fortunately, the Air Force loaned me this ginormous winter parka. When I received it last February, I didn't think it was necessary. The temps were usually above 15°F that month. The Gore-tex jacket I had did just fine. Besides, as long as your head, feet, and hands are warm you're usually good to go.

When the temperature sinks past -10°F, the cold air seems to knife through everything.

I fired up the home studio last night to play around with the new digital camera.

I figure there will be plenty of time for indoor photos these next few days. Call me a whimp, but I'm not headed outside.

And yes, I actually look like that when I leave the house at night.

Don't worry Mom, I'm plenty warm.

Comments

other pic ????

comment Posted by: H.D. at January 27, 2006 08:50 AM

anc to tampa or fort meyers in march less than $600.round trip, WELL????

comment Posted by: H.D. at January 27, 2006 11:58 AM

HAHA! I love those parkas!

comment Posted by: Tyler at January 27, 2006 01:59 PM

I know I'm a big wimp when it comes to the weather. I'm so glad I'm stationed where I am because even 30-40 degrees is cold to me. I don't know how people work on jets in the freezing cold, because no matter how hard you try, all you can think of "it's colditscolditscolditscolditscold". oh well.

comment Posted by: Jake Silver at January 27, 2006 09:11 PM

Never in a million years could I live like that. Anything below 50 degrees, and I can't function.

comment Posted by: Bullseye at January 29, 2006 02:26 PM

There are some perks to living in Anchorage. For example, I walked into the Base Exchange on Elmendorf, and walked out with a spankin' brand new Ruger Super Redhawk .44 Magnum in about the time it takes to eat lunch.

No license. No registration or permit. And the only waiting period was while I stood there for five minutes or so trying to decide which size barrel to get.

Oh, and almost no rules against concealed carry. In other words, the minute I walked out the store, I could tuck it in my jeans. You know, 'cuz I'm hip with that cool jive. Word.

Besides, -20°F keeps the riff-raff out.

comment Posted by: JP at January 29, 2006 04:23 PM