As a native Minnesotan, it feels strange to admit that I’m not ready to deal with the upcoming cold spell. But there are a couple of reasons why I think I have some justification for this feeling of dread: It
I.B.M.
I’m using the non-traditional meaning of that abbreviation: I’ve Been Moved. I’ve been sent over to the old bldg at work, to be part of a special project. I have a new view. Isn’t it lovely? (please note excessive sarcasm)