From Garrison Keillor, in honor of the big cold front and Epiphanies large and small: “I grew up among Bible-believing people in Minnesota, a cold-weather state when the wind blows down from Manitoba; it gets so cold your skin hurts, your innards clench up, and a man’s testes shrink to the size of garden peas, but Everyone else is just as cold as you are so don’t complain about it, this is not a personal experience, that’s what we say. Comfort yourself with fried eggs and bacon and you bulk up a little by spring, but everyone else puts weight on too, so it’s not a problem unless you are obsessed with mirrors, which we aren’t.”
