Last night was the first official Philadelphia snowfall – and by snowfall I mean a sixteenth of an inch of watery, barely-visible white crap. The grassy areas of Locust Walk were “covered” with snow for about two hours this morning before it all melted. But still, snow is snow, and regardless of how bootleg it is in Philly, it still marks the coming of winter.

Simultaneously, the snow means that it’s getting much to cold to go out at night jacketless. Although we technically should have been wearing jackets out to parties back in October, we tend to stretch out the “it’s-okay-to-not-wear-a-jacket-because-it’s-still-sort-of-warm” period way beyond appropriateness.

Honestly, no one wants to wear a huge puffy jacket to frats – where do you put it? Behind a couch? Under a bed? I’ve already had one jacket stolen at a frat, and I don’t think I need to stress how un-fun it was to walk home that night in the freezing cold and a tank-top.

As a result, a significant number of people simply don’t go out as much as it gets colder, which is both semi-understandable and extremely lame. We can’t let the weather rule our lives!

So I propose that frats start implementing coat-checks in order to accommodate the piles and piles of jackets that accumulate throughout the night. We can’t discriminate against the cold-fearing partiers, right?