-69 Degrees In Russia This Evening

12 Responses to -69 Degrees In Russia This Evening

1. Michael D Smith says:

   January 24, 2014 at 5:14 pm

   It’s just a flesh wound…

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2. ra1ndog says:

   January 24, 2014 at 5:39 pm

   Dew point -75F… I don’t think its called Dew at that point.

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   • NavarreAggie says:

     January 24, 2014 at 6:10 pm

     LOL. I was thinking the same thing.

     I also got a chuckle out of the “Feels Like -69F”. I was thinking it should say something more along the lines of “Feels Like #$@#%# COLD!” 🙂

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   • Morgan Wright says:

     January 24, 2014 at 6:11 pm

     No, it’s called a frost point. That’s not a joke. The real name is dew/frost point.

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   • Justa Joe says:

     January 25, 2014 at 2:27 pm

     More like a Don’t point

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3. philjourdan says:

   January 24, 2014 at 6:27 pm

   hey! No Windchill! Cool!

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4. Tel says:

   January 24, 2014 at 8:39 pm

   Disaster strikes!

   http://englishrussia.com/images/winter_travel/25.jpg

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5. Tel says:

   January 24, 2014 at 8:42 pm

   http://englishrussia.com/2012/12/25/my-house-this-winter/

   That was 2012 when they also had a cold winter in Russia. Hey, they are used to it by now.

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6. Tel says:

   January 24, 2014 at 10:07 pm

   And the now famous dog with fish photo from Norway:

   https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=201455143389161&set=a.101539520047391.1073741826.100005740292192&type=1&permPage=1

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7. NikFromNYC says:

   January 24, 2014 at 10:18 pm

   For five years of undergraduate work, chemistry courses were always placed such that one at 8AM was included, so in winter in Minneapolis, a campus that lacked easy parking due to massive congestion of parking spots had me walking about a mile each morning in that damn arctic vortex, 30 years ago. I asked people merely working in the labs as technicians, during my days of DNA work where student had their glassware cleaned for them, why they didn’t move to a nicer climate and they were universally confused by the question in a humored way, perhaps mentioning the elusive winter sports that were nowhere in sight around me, since hockey wasn’t exactly very popular with scientists and skiing was terribly far away, upstate. I couldn’t afford a fur lined parka like I can now, in the warm big city where the trees grow twice as fast due to all the taxis feeding them plant food. There were lots of literal frat boys walking to class without hats or gloves. Tough guys, idiotically. My glasses took a full five minutes to become usable again, indoors. The luxury I could actually afford was very thick lambs wool seat covers for my Landcruiser that mercifully had two heaters, one in front and one projecting from the floor. Without the seat covers, it was simply painful to wear jeans for the half hour ride to my usual remote parking area where I then conditioned myself by being late for class to become a lifelong speed walker, despite my Mexican length legs. It took me an extra year since I refused to take any liberal arts classes at first, adding to the pain of frostbit ears. The last year was hell since my feminist poetic theory teacher for the liberal arts class “Scientific Writing” failed me after I handed in the final essay in the evening, after she had left for Europe, on vacation. I had to take the course over again just to rid my record of that graduate school destroying F. Luckily I was still an unclassified major, so I had access to a faculty advisor with the actual power to alter my F to an incomplete, or else I would have never made it into a top grad school. The teacher didn’t actually appreciate having a real science student in her class, that much was obvious.

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8. BC says:

   January 25, 2014 at 1:05 am

   Time to break out the BBQ grill, brats and beer!

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9. D. Self says:

   January 25, 2014 at 1:15 am

   I swear it was -70 yesterday. Beat your -69.

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