Me, back up on various rooftops in the blistering cold or in dungeon basements; trying to ensure people's tootsies stay warm.
Meanwhile, just a mere three hour flight away is climate change for the taking. Just days ago we were contentedly face to face with the colorful denezins of more sensible climes.
It's a nice place to visit, but would I want to live there? Each year the answer gets a little more skewed to the affirmative.
But with each year, it also seems more difficult to yank up roots and start new somewhere else. Aye, that's the rub.
We're dug in here. Here, we usually know what to do and what to expect. Here, we stand and weather the storms...
Hmm...you never know; there is always the possibility that those warmer climes will decide to pack up, and move here...