At 0430 this morning, it was eight degrees with a nearly-full moon peeking out of the clouds.
So when the Fox News feed locked up, we listened to the silence ... which was punctuated by wolves howling on the mountainside above us.
Have I mentioned how much we love Alaska? :)
The morning DJs, on whatever I was listening to, kept insisting that there was dense, freezing fog. But I didn't encounter any. It's cold enough that thick ice patches located at most intersections wasn't as slippery as they could have been. Most anyone who drives in the big city has learned by now that Anchorage clears the snow with two Caterpillar graders, followed by a Zamboni.
I can think of a lot of things I'd rather be doing, but none of them pay as well as sitting here at this desk, so the conclusion is obvious.
But first ... coffee.