Official forecast:

“Bone-Chilling Inauguration Weather”

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Washington in January/February is the coldest place I’ve ever been. When I first went Sue bought me what she called an “arctic coat” and I cursed it because it made me so hot and sweaty in airports and planes. But then I found myself walking across Du Pont Circle in minus 20 degrees one night and never complained again. I still have it.

Wonder how the VIPs at the ceremony keep warm. A case of politically incorrect patio heaters perhaps?