February 7, 2003
First full day in Chicago, the place where I live. I can see why people warned me about the cold, but honestly, it doesn't bother me very much. Only when the wind blows into my face. That's what I call BRACING. I'd like to purchase a ski mask, though I'm not even sure sporting a ski mask on the streets is legal here. It probably is. In North Carolina, where I spent my formative years, it's illegal to cover the face in public on any day save Halloween, but that was intended to curtail KKK activity, more than anything else.