PSA: It’s Beautiful Outside.

As part of my secret double life as an actual journalist who reports and confirms things — a pity, I know — I just headed over to the library from the PW offices. Here’s some actual, factual reporting: It’s gorgeous outside.

Okay, you probably didn’t need me to tell you that. (Trust me, the things I write in the paper are usually a little more notable.) And, sure, the idea of reading on a website that it’s nice out is fairly pathetic.

But everybody I passed on the way to the big building on Vine Street seemed happy. Strangers said “Hello” to me and I reciprocated. And they had Philly accents, so they weren’t out-of-towners who don’t know the usual custom. Even the guy writing parking tickets seemed to have a skip in his step. (Or perhaps he enjoys making people pay for an expired meter. I didn’t talk to him.)

Sometime today, get out! Go. Don’t read this blog to waste time at work (but, uh, refresh a bunch of times later). Just put on your iPod and walk around the block. Go for a run, play basketball, walk your dog later tonight. Sit in the park and people-watch. Head down to the Phillies and watch ‘em lose another one.

It’s 68, sunny and absolutely beautiful. There’s no excuse to be inside. You can be miserable this weekend, when it’ll be raining.

Just, uh, somebody rescue me from the library before 8 or so, okay?

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