Friday, December 12, 2003
A Word of Advice
When preparing for that oh-so-fun Holiday party, make sure to take care of even the smallest details.
posted by Jeff 12/12/2003
Can We Talk About the Weather
Thursday morning there should have been rain. All signs pointed to a decent chance: greens on radar, Channel 8 initiating their Storm Watch coverage, clouds, wind. I should have know better than to get excited over the prospect of something other than the ubiquitous San Diego sun. I've lived here long enough to know that more often than not the chance of rain is about as slim as Paris Hilton's chances of winning at Jeopardy. Still, for someone who loves weather--and by that I mean changes in weather, specifically rain--the chance is enough.
And it did come. One very short "shower" around mid-morning. The rain was blown onto my office window as if to further tease me. But just as I was settling in for the action, the sun popped out, the rain disappeared, and cars all over San Diego skidded into ditches. And the rest of the day was just like that. A hit-or-miss shower, a few dark clouds, wind, but nothing to write home about.
A lot of people wonder why I complain about San Diego weather. I'm one of the few people I know who actually think that it's a negative. Mostly, it's because I grew up in a rainy climate. It's in my blood. I spent a few minutes to figure out that since I moved here in June of 1998, San Diego has received a total of 35.24 inches of rain (give or take a couple of inches). Compare that to the last year that I lived in Mobile, Alabama (the rainiest city in the continental United States). In 1995, Mobile saw 80.49 inches.
So some words of advice to my friends in Southern Cal. If you are ever in the South or Midwest and the T.V. weatherman proclaims a "Storm Watch," BELIEVE HIM! I know that term means nothing here where the easiest job in the world is being said weatherman. But there, heeding that warning could keep you from starring in a sequel to Wizard of Oz.
posted by Jeff 12/12/2003