Talk of the weather will do.

On this, the last day of January, I counted five people on campus wearing shorts, three of them sans jacket or long-sleeves. For all of the talk about 'Oh how nice it is!', I'm cringing and bracing myself for the other shoe that must–must!–inevitably drop. Where last year it snowed briefly during spring break, I'm expecting this year nothing less than three inches of ice. Or perhaps a typhoon.