Tag: weather

61 degrees at 11 PM. That’s awesome. That’s perfect. Let’s go with this weather profile until mid-November, OK?

I mean, I know that it’s not going to last. Gonna go back up to 80 tomorrow, which is also fine. But, man, while I love June the most I also love a proper Halloween/harvest climate. Warm, but winding down days; and cool, breeze-full nights that make me want to drink cocoa and read Ray Bradbury. That is best in life.

Moe lane

PS: Mind you, between January and early March I’m typically miserable and can’t wait for heat again.

I got enervated. Which is a good word, but I’m not even sure if I’ve ever put it in a sentence before. I’m almost 50; surely I’ve had cause to use it for something.

Anyway, it was just too danged hot out to do anything. So when I did, it hit like a brick wall. It’ll be better tomorrow, but not by much — and now they’re putting out a flash flood warning for tomorrow. Somebody remind me again why in God’s name we settled Maryland?

The impact of this story is blunted when you look up what 29 degrees Celsius* means in real numbers, alas.

I was ignoring it, because I didn’t think that it’d be too bad here in Maryland. But apparently they’re talking two to four inches tomorrow night. Which means that they’re talking about mass hysteria and lunacy Wednesday, so I should pop over to the supermarket tomorrow morning and grab some stuff before the rampaging mobs come and buy up all the brown rice.

…Look, I don’t get it, either. It’s not really any less expensive than rock salt, I think. It’s certainly not the first thing I’d pick for emergency food if I was worried that the power would go out, either.

Stay safe, folks. Gonna be cold this week, too.

…no, wait, I’m saying that today’s snow day was kind of ridiculous.  The kids didn’t mind at all, of course — but they’ll mind next spring, when the county has to make up days at the end of the school year.  Although, to be fair: this is the usual problem in Howard County.  If you’re on the south-east side of I-95, you get less snow than the north-west side.  There are parts of my county that may get up to six inches — just not anywhere near us, where it is currently raining.

Although if the roads freeze overnight I’m going to counsel my wife to work from home tomorrow.  This state goes stark raving mad when it comes to frozen demon sky-water and treacherous ninja devil-slicks.  She’s sane and sensible, but she’ll have to drive alongside these madmen, and that can oppress a woman.

As in, it’s 61 degrees and they’re promising temperatures around that for the next week.  Rain this weekend, then cloudy-sunny next week and that’s fine with me.  It’s finally feeling like freaking October and I won’t miss the muggy heat.

Gonna go get some scenery in. And, oh yeah, new glasses.  Had to make an appointment when the walkup didn’t work out.

Good news: we’re probably missing the worst of it.

Bad news, part 1: North Carolina’s gonna get both barrels of Hurricane Florence.

Bad news, part 2: we’re going to get between two to four inches of rain.  It won’t be that bad here, but…

Washington has received about 46 inches of rain this year, which ranks the fourth-most on record, year to date, since 1872. Six inches have fallen since late August alone.

Because our soils have been essentially transformed into mush, trees are no longer well rooted in the ground. If strong winds materialize, they could come down in great numbers.

It’s rained a lot on DC this year, yes.  Not enough for the folks down in Dizzy City to get past their instinctive “FALLING SKY-WATER! THE SKY GODS HAVE CURSED US!” reaction to rain, but it’s rained a lot.  It would not take much to paralyze the District for a few days.  Good thing WashingCon was last weekend…

Yesterday it was 83 at the coast with low humidity and a nice breeze. Now it’s 90 at home with the humidity going up.  …Dear God but that’s a shock to come back to.  But I’m back, and posting resumes tomorrow.

According to the weather forecasts, I can expect a thunderstorm tomorrow, kind of not-really clear skies for the weekend — and thunderstorms until “we’ll let you know.”  Seriously; it’s like they’ve parked a thunderstorm over my area and are keeping it there while they do routine maintenance on the lightning.  Which I guess is for the best, really.  Can’t have a malfunctioning thunderstorm going on.  That’s how you get rains of frogs.

Still: grumble, grumble, groan.  On the bright side, starting Saturday I get to sleep in again. No more 6:30 AM wakeups for me! …Until the school year starts, of course.

…Grumble, grumble, groan.

It’s scheduled to miss me, and my relatives in coastal New Jersey should be all right — but my relatives in New England are gonna get hammered, yet again.  There’s been a lot of snow up there. So if you’re up there, buckle down. I swear, it will be June again, some day*.

Moe Lane

*Eighty.  You can hold out for eighty more days, right? It’s not that hard.