I have a cool little clock next to my bed; it projects the time onto the ceiling. It also has a weather remote attached to the side of our house. Because it’s just under the soffit and facing south, it tends to report temperatures a little higher than they are.

This morning’s reading? -9 degrees.

You know how snow gets kinda squeeky when it gets really cold? The best description for the sound (for those who might be reading this from a place where snow doesn’t exist, or snow never gets this cold) is that it’s like clinker brick. A clinky, squeeky sound, like it got so cold that each cluster of fallen snowflakes has frozen into brittle china, cracking and breaking underfoot.

The projected high today? 1.  Not even the bikini girls can tough that out.

Thankfully, a heat wave is coming tomorrow, boosting gametime temps to 6. Local media is saying that it’s shaping up to be the second or third coldest game in Lambeau’s history. Ice Bowl II. I want to say that plays right into our hands, but the temperature in Chicago in the Packers week 16 blowout? 16 degrees. Ten warmer than it’s going to be tomorrow.

I expect to see the Big 5 spending a lot of time sitting on that big bench with the foot warmers in it tomorrow. I hope Ryan Grant is ready to run for 300 on Sunday.

To prepare the team, Mike McCarthy put the practice balls into the freezer yesterday before practice started. So they had to spend the entire practice in the warm Don Hutson Center throwing around cold footballs. Seems to me that if you want to practice swimming, the best place to do that is in the water.

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