Baby, it's cold outside!

      Here in Central Ohio it's crazy cold.
       I know everybody in Central Ohio already knows this.  I'm simply chronicling the fact for some future cyber-archivist who might be flipping back through the ancient internet scrolls to learn about life long ago in the olden days of the 21st century.
        So know, historian of a time yet to come, that on Tuesday, January 28, 2014,  in Columbus, Ohio, there's about 8 inches of snow on the ground and  the predicted low is 15degrees below zero with a wind chill of minus 30.  Maybe it's there already.
        That is psycho cold!
        Which is why when I venture out today  teach my piano students.  I'll be wearing my hat:

      It's one of Tom's old camping hats and I know it makes me look like "Duck Dynasty Goes to Siberia" but at this point I'm beyond caring.  So are  Tom and Tommy, both of whom wear similar hats:

and so, apparently are Theresa in Cincinnati and Claire in Chicago and their respective significant others, all of whom are anxiously awaiting the arrival of the"D.D.G.T.S.' hats I just bought and sent out to them. 
        Thus the only members of the clan who will be destined to avoid weather-induced fashion
disgrace are my Maria and her husband Justin as they zip  around Manhattan Beach, California, where on January 28, 2014 the weather is a sunny 72 degrees.         
     And so, it is on such a winter's day, future historian of the internet, that shivering people in our
time and place contemplate  when they indulge in "California Dreamin".