I’m getting pretty sick of this whole “winter” thing. I’m tired of being cold and chilled to the bone. I’m tired of wearing a zillion layers. I’m ready for the sun. I’m ready for my fingers to actually be warm. I’m ready to wear as little as possible (but still be decent, of course). Phil’s official forecast as read 2/2/08 at sunrise at Gobbler’s Knob: Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! On...