When I was younger, I used to really be into astronomy. I mean, the mystery of the Great Outhere really intrigued me. It still does, though not to the point where I'll sit and stare at it for long periods of time.

One of the things that stuck with me was Orion. Orion is a constellation that comes out for us Northern Hemisphere residents only during the wintertime, and it's one of the constellations that I can still pick out. So it's kind of something that always reminds me of cold and winter and snow. I can remember growing up in the middle of nowhere, looking up into the clear, cold night sky and seeing thousands of stars and picking out Orion.

The dichotomy of walking outside in a t-shirt and looking up and seeing Orion is still blowing my mind. The harbinger of frigid temperatures has been defanged, and it's seriously screwing with my internal calendar.