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Raindrops keep falling on my head....
Jun. 20th, 2003 02:57 pmYesterday, just as I was getting ready to go to the library, the sky opened up and it started to rain (again!). For those of you who've seen "Spirited Away," I just describe it by saying: like that rainstorm (though not lasting as long. it turned out).
Not wanting to soak the electronics of my chair (which I have done, in the past, with humorously frightening results), I decided to stay in.
Then later, my aide related this tidbit from a mutual friend. That mutual friend knows someone who works in construction who told her we have not had three dry days in a row since November. He knows this because you need three days in succession in order to lay brick and cure concrete, and November was the last time he or his crew have been able to do that kind of work.
Since we: A) are coming out of a 4 year drought, and B) living in an area packed to the gills with New-Agey, witchy, Pagan-type people, she mused that maybe a bunch of them did weather spells last year, and didn't know when to quit*. I'm not sure I believe that, exactly, though it is interesting that we've had lots of rain, but only a few major storm -- not a lot of lightning or strong wind, comparitively. And where we have had severe weather, we have not had any fatalities... just the kind of rain someone in the middle of a drought would want.
The downside is that it's been damp and cool enough not to trigger my central ac unless I keep cranking it down, so my allergies have been more active than usual.
On the upside, my tap water has never tasted so good, and the little holly tree my aide planted a coup of years ago is finally starting to branch out and grow....
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*(okay, so Pat Robertson and the 700 Club are stationed here, too ... but he's so convinced of his little world's reality that he doesn't have much power beyond the power of persuasion that a TV studio can wield)
Not wanting to soak the electronics of my chair (which I have done, in the past, with humorously frightening results), I decided to stay in.
Then later, my aide related this tidbit from a mutual friend. That mutual friend knows someone who works in construction who told her we have not had three dry days in a row since November. He knows this because you need three days in succession in order to lay brick and cure concrete, and November was the last time he or his crew have been able to do that kind of work.
Since we: A) are coming out of a 4 year drought, and B) living in an area packed to the gills with New-Agey, witchy, Pagan-type people, she mused that maybe a bunch of them did weather spells last year, and didn't know when to quit*. I'm not sure I believe that, exactly, though it is interesting that we've had lots of rain, but only a few major storm -- not a lot of lightning or strong wind, comparitively. And where we have had severe weather, we have not had any fatalities... just the kind of rain someone in the middle of a drought would want.
The downside is that it's been damp and cool enough not to trigger my central ac unless I keep cranking it down, so my allergies have been more active than usual.
On the upside, my tap water has never tasted so good, and the little holly tree my aide planted a coup of years ago is finally starting to branch out and grow....
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*(okay, so Pat Robertson and the 700 Club are stationed here, too ... but he's so convinced of his little world's reality that he doesn't have much power beyond the power of persuasion that a TV studio can wield)
