cold as h-e-double-hockey-sticks

so you gotta love new york. but let's be freakin honest for a second. how do people really live like this? it is uncomprehensibly freezing cold in this place. now, for the title to this post. i don't throw it out there in any irreverence. but more as a location. like cold as snow. or cold as utah. cause, i really believe that hell is cold. and if y'all could walk down the nyc streets when the wind whips through the building tunnels, you would agree. hell is cold. i think i could take the burning. but the freezing is just silly. which is odd, because, i'm the type of person that would rather be a little colder than a little warmer. so on the moderates i prefer chill/cool than warm/damp/sweaty. but on the extremes, i could sit in an osen or a sauna for hours on end. but i feel like i wanna give my life and step in front of the m3 bus rather than walk all the way to the subway entrance.



and maybe i'm just a wuss. but still. i wonder though, now, that i've opened up some ideas. are there other preferences that get switched by degrees? i mean, in moderation one side of the aisle is better, but in excess, you attitudes switch. for example, take dinner with women. going to dinner with a girl, or even two girls could be really pleasant. but, come on, you know no dude in his right mind wants to go to dinner with a whole table full of girls. (especially your girl friend and all her girls friends...) i'd rather take on the new york wind chill factor in a t-shirt. so yeah. not really sure about the reverse-factor on the moderate-extreme spectrum. interesting nonetheless.