Cassie was the first Combat Assistant Artificial Intelligence specifically designed for the United States Marine Corps. They didn’t want to go through all the work of coding an entirely new program after the Army had designed the various Janes out there, but they didn’t want Jane either. She was Army. The Marines wanted a Marine. The first Cassies were actually just reskinned Janes that Marine procurers hoped would not be noticed. But it didn’t take long for the Marines in the field to catch the subterfuge. They tasked their best cyberneers with modifying the basic personality to be more compatible with Marine culture. It didn’t work as planned
This is the third night in a row of hitting less than 20 actual degrees below zero. Yesterday the actual temperature was -28 in my hometown and the wind chill hit -60. This is the third time in my life I have seen cold snaps of this kind.
The first was when I was very young in the early 1980s. Northern Minnesota had wind chills of -100 and actual temperatures of around -40. Wind chills were calculated differently back then, and I don’t know the modern number, but that was cold. I have pictures of me standing on top of the car that was a snowdrift that winter.
The second was in the late 1990s when I lost another car in a snowdrift. And it hit actual temperatures below -20 on the scale. I don’t even know what the wind chills were back then. All I know is that walking three blocks to pick my car up from the shop was an experience that will live with me until the day I die. My eyeballs felt like they were freezing behind my glasses. It literally hurt to keep my eyes open so I could see where I was walking.
And now…no joke. This is cold. Up here in Minnesota we like to joke about the cold. It gets below zero and we laugh. We ask each other if it’s warm enough for yah and chuckle. We aren’t laughing now. Well, we are, but…this is seriously cold, even for the best of us.
I work in a hotel and multiple heating units just totally failed. I don’t mean that they couldn’t keep up with the cold and the temperature dropped. I mean the cold seeped into their heating units while they were on and froze them up. It feels like half my coworkers are staying at the hotel right now because it’s too cold for them to go home. Their cars won’t start. The roads are so cold the salt and sand don’t give us traction so it’s not safe to drive. I haven’t taken my JEEP off four-wheel drive all week. And I’m starting it every 4 hours so it can warm up so it can start in another 4 hours so it can start up and take me to work. And I’m sliding the whole way there at 15 to 20 MPH because the roads are so deeply frozen.
Schools are closed because we don’t want kids standing out on the street for fifteen minutes waiting for the buses to show up. The US Post Office isn’t delivering mail. This is the kind of cold that literally kills people. And it has this year. It has.
This is truly an historical cold to remember.
There are days that make we want to write stories about. Days that will live on forever in memory. Days like today, when I put pen to fingers to keys and let fly my voice with new words to familiar tunes…
Oh the weather outside is frightful,
When the northern winds come blowing.
Now I dare not take a breath.
Oh it’s cold, oh it’s cold, oh it’s cold.
Days like this remind me of growing up in Northern Minnesota. International Falls to be precise. Where we walked up hill to school both ways, through a snowstorm nine months out of the year. The good old days. One of my favorite past times back then was to get some pretty girls together and go hot tubing. Give me a nighttime sky clad in nothing but a full moon and stars. Give me air cut clear as crystal by the sub-zero temperatures. Give me a wind so quiet you can hear the crunching of snow and the bubbling of water. You can see the steam rising off the hot tub on a night like that as you nestle down deep in its hot waters. And if things get too hot under the water, you can always step out and make a steaming snow angel. Or sit on a snow bank to cool down a bit. Before getting back into the very nice water. It’s Heaven under a nighttime sky. There’s nothing better in all the worlds.
I’ve started playing with my new MeWe account.
Yes, I had to type that very carefully.
Come on over if you want to play around with me.
I hear the water’s nice.

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