I'm back in Texas. I have some shopping to do, a dentist appointment, and visits to pay. My family is blaming me for bringing the "cold" weather with me. The low here might be in the 20s. Earlier this week, it was negative one degrees in Cambridge. I scoff at their definition of cold.
Regarding the 52 Hertz whale, I would like to point out that there are a variety of distinct characterizations that could be made that do not involve loneliness. Some of them are unflattering and others are not. Of course, it's also possible that all the other whales are the jerks here:
"Hey, hear that? It's Murphy again! Swim away, swim away!" *pod silently slips out of sight as the pariah whale approaches*