This morning, excited about the presence of winter, I donned my wool hiking socks, closed-toed shoes, a thermal undershirt, a T-shirt, and my new Marmot jacket. An excellent outfit. Or so I thought until I walked into the classroom. At the beginning of class at 8:30, it wasn't so bad. However, by 11 am, the temperature in the first-year auditorium was sweltering. After a refreshing CMDA lunch (free pizza in the much cooler conference room), I returned to the classroom and it had gotten even worse. It was at LEAST 90 degrees. So I removed my hiking socks and shoes, but even barefoot, I am seriously regretting the thermal shirt right now. Although apparently they are working on fixing the air conditioner. A large crowd of people seem to have congregated around the sketchy closet door down at the front of the room.