"What wind?" Jerry responds.
This was after Joan and Tom and I had been complaining in unison about what an awful April it had been because of the gloom and mostly too-cool temperatures and especially the wind. The wind blew like crazy (and is still blowing, even today) even on the relatively nice days!
(I realize there is nothing more pathetic and trite than a guy in Minnesota blogging about the weather, but bear with me....)
"And how can you hate wind, anyway? Think how awful it would be to have no breeze on those warm sunny days!" he says.
But I'm not anti-breeze! I'm anti-wind! -- the kind of wind that makes it hard for me to even walk one block to work or for Joan or Tom to stand out waiting for the bus -- day after day after day. It's not much consolation that it might be hot wind instead of wind-chill wind. Let's have some calm days! What if I wanted to golf (which, thank goodness, I don't!)?
... or how do I get into that windless bubble where Jerry apparently resides?