Weatherman

Wow. It's -12C here. That's 10F. Pretty cold, but I'm made for this weather. I can endure the bitter cold with little complaint; it's the hot and humid kinda weather that puts me in a bad mood. It's not a big deal for me to return to the kind of weather we're used to in Chicago. The big downside is that there hasn't even been an inch of snow in Seoul. Sure, it's coming down in drifts in other provinces, but our Wonderdome of Pollution here effectively creates our own atmosphere, isolating us from any local weather changes, natural disasters or even global warming.

Truly though, Seoul is not as littered and polluted as some people say. I'd say it's about on par with the smog of LA and slightly dirtier than Chicago. I haven't had any breathing problems, I can see the sky most days, and I haven't seen any black bogeys cropping up in my sniffer. By this I mean having blackened boogers due to extremely dirty air. Believe me, one summer day in Chicago and you'll have those Dark Wraiths romping through your nosehairs like they're searching for the One Ring.

Hold on, Korean news, the weather is on. Ooh, cute weather girl. Hm. She's saying that it'll be -6C tomorrow and a chance of rain later in the day. I'm proud to say that I completely understand the entire weather report; the posted temperature numbers, graphical layout, and doppler radar display were of absolutely no assistance to my comprehension whatsoever.