Imagine that they held a solstice and one of the season's didn't show up.

No need to imagine it; it's here, now.

Winter at the beach, when there's not a lot of business for the snack bar, looks like this:

The temperatures for the next few days at that beach, not far from here, and indeed outside my door, are forecast to be in the law 50s.

A joke, right?

Look at this flu ravaged face if you think I think another ersatz winter season is worth a yuk or two.

Get serious, he said, without so much as a hint of a smile.

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