Heat Wave

We've been enjoying an unseasonably warm January here in God's Country; today the temperature is close to 60 F, and with the sun out and bright blue skies it feels more like Springtime than the dead of Winter. I just walked past the ice rink outside my office, and the surface of the ice is a giant puddle.

The warm weather apparently induced an interesting little drama that I watched play out from an office windows this morning. Some guy, who looked like he couldn't have been more than 22 years old, was apparently walking across the Virginia Street Plaza (where the ice rink is) and suddenly started taking off his clothes. One of my co-workers had the perfect view out her office window, and she called several of us in to see what was going on. The guy strips down to just a pair of black pants, then starts yelling to no one in particular and walking back and forth in a little circle. Then he starts doing some sort of martial arts routine, something that appeared to be a mix of Tai Chi and Stumbling Drunken Idiot Style. Now keep in mind, this is maybe 10 a.m. on a weekday morning. The whole thing was pretty interesting, but then about four cops showed up and took the guy into custody, and so we all trudged glumly back to work. Still, you gotta love Reno--it never stops entertaining you.

Anyway, tonight we're supposed to get back to normal weather. A big storm is lumbering in off the Pacific and is supposed to dump feet of snow in the mountains tonight and tomorrow and bring much colder temperatures. I guess the Martial Artists in and around Northern Nevada are at least going to have to put their shirts back on.