But should be like this:
Do you want to know just how much the weather has sucked the big one here in New England? At my favorite shipyard a few chilly mornings ago, when the temp was 47 degrees, I ran into a couple whose wife had thrown a huge blowout for her husband’s 50th last year. She said something about celebrating quietly this year, and I flashed back to last year’s bash that had spread over three docks, all of us scantily dressed in Hawaiian garb, dancing in the hot summer sun. Momentarily confused, I asked him, but isn't your birthday in the middle of summer? They both looked at me as though my brain was leaking out right in front of their eyes. Duh, oh yeah. By the calendar, it is mid summer. By the weather, it’s early April. Huh. Imagine that. I may as well be in Alaska. At least the odds of sunshine would be better there, given that it shines night and day.
