The Canadian Species - probably part I of many

Much like those Canadian snowflakes discussed earlier, the Canadian species seem to have adjusted to the frigid Canadian winters. It is the only explanation I can come up with for why on a winter day in Toronto, every other person is not wearing a jacket, not to mention scarf, hat and gloves.

Going out for a smoke? The Canadian species don't seem to require a jacket for this - in fact, many of them roll up their sleeves. And either the bars' coat check staff here are really incompetent and lose half of the city's outerwear, or these Canucks are just warm-blooded.

Because on the walk home at 2 a.m. - or whatever lame hour the bars close here - the streets are literred with Canadian species wearing sweatshirts, long-sleeved shirts or the occasional T-shirt. All this when it's below freezing and I'm still shivering in a jacket that resembles an oversized sleeping bag stuffed with down feathers.