Signatures: Bomb

I am sitting in Boston sweltering. I sweat from dawn till dusk. I hover around my air conditioner and live by cool showers. I fear that global warming will turn the entire world into swollen, steaming oceans of filth and grime. I learn to hate summer by mid-august. Then I start to get ski-porn teasers in my inbox and i remember that soon this blistered sauna will change and ski season will be back. The unconditional warmth is amazing, and i appreciate it until mid-august; but seasons in New England, like guests in San Diego, tend to overstay their welcome. I love Patagonia, I love skiing, chances are I will love this movie.