Today's high temperature in Minneapolis is supposed to be in the upper 40s -- it's currently 45 according to the Star Tribune. As anyone who lives here knows, this is prime dudes in shorts time. We had a glimpse before we were buried in snow and then fell into a cold snap. But it looks like it might be around to stay now (52 on Tuesday?! *swoon*).
I know the burning question on minds everywhere is: just how many dudes in shorts will I see today?
I saw one yesterday and one today. However, the one I saw today is a wannabe thug who rides my bus and reminds me of Egghead Jr. who appeared alongside Foghorn Leghorn. He's been wearing shorts that could probably best be described as capri-length (along with the ubiquitous long white t-shirt that considerably longer than some skirts I've worn) since our first warm up and didn't stop even when it was 11 degrees earlier this week. Then again, he hasn't warm a proper coat all winter.
Perhaps over the weekend the ice- and snow-clogged sidewalks (bang-up job there, property owners in my neighborhood ... including my apartment management company) will clear so I don't have to take an extra 10 minutes to walk to and from the bus stop so I don't fall and bust my ass.
Now that I'm wireless and the temperature's on the rise, it won't be long until I'm live blogging my adventures drinking out on the deck. Or until I'm sitting out on the deck drinking at the very least. There's nothing quite like Spring in Minneapolis.