…and yet, in the most dumbass poll known to man, Los Angeles Magazine somehow (well, we know how) lets the people of this fine city vote in Amoeba Records as the Best Thing in LA–over The Weather.

Yet another reason why we should never rely solely on popular votes

I love it too! I’m trying to restrain from rubbing it in my snowed-in family and friends’ faces *too* much!

I love winter weather. The weather is nice here in LA, but come on– as a selling point it’s always struck me as a little desperate sounding.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go ride my bike in Griffith Park in shorts and a T-shirt.

Chal, lighten up. Really it was tongue in cheek…77 degrees, 77th reason. Weather is wonderful here but its so f’ing cool which is why we stay.

Winter, did it. Coldest actual with out wind chill -49, coldest with wind chill -73, sleet, ice, snow gets to be a grind. Don’t get me wrong, I love the first snowfall for about an hour then it starts turning brown and gray and its slop for months on end. Gimme sun. Gimme warmth. Gimme ‘winter” that I can drive up to to look at then come home an hour later and be all warm again.