You'll all be relieved to know that it stopped raining here a couple of days ago. Although, my backyard would still be considered a swamp by any hydrologist worth their salt. And the dog is still tracking more mud across my already muddy kitchen floor. Yesterday's forecast had a high of 55 degrees in my area. Which is a bit on the cold side for my taste but at least it was dry. The barometer was at 30.12 and falling; which is good(?) or bad(?). No matter. It has something to do with pressure this much I know. Humidity did check in at 33% but according to my calculations - and by that, I mean, my dry skin - I estimate it somewhere in the range of 8% and 8%. The dewpoint was at 26" which would probably please me greatly if only I knew what a dewpoint actually was. However, the wind is coming in from the north at an estimated 23mph. This is a bold faced lie. It may be coming in at that speed but it is bringing with it some wind, with more wind on top of that, mixed with a smattering of wind, and followed by wind. One more interesting factoid about me to store in the 'useless shit I'll never need to remember' file of your brain: I hate wind even more than rain. Yes! That's right. I just said that out loud. You did not misunderstand me. I hate wind. Because? Wind cannot be shielded. There is no such thing as a wind thwarting device that I'm aware of. For rain there is a plethora of rain protective apparatuses designed specifically for keeping the wet off of you as efficiently as possible. Such gear includes but is not limited too: umbrellas, hats, rain coats, slickers, boots, rubbers, galoshes, [in desperation] garbage bags, and the most effective devise: indoors. The only thing you can buy to protect yourself from wind is a house. Fortunately, I have one of those and I don't plan to leave it unless I can get from point A to point B without leaving my car*.
*Also considered handy for keeping wind off of one's person.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
The Effing Wind In My Willows And Other Unspeakable Places
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A link for you. :-)
http://www.hudsontrail.com/subcat/2/306/
HA!! That's just ONE of the things I love about you, Sea. You're always lookin' out for me.
I agree about the wind. And don't have a clue about the dew pt.
There were a few sentences there where I was all, "how does she know that?" Then I realized I wasn't the only one that wonders why the hell the weather guy rattles off all that meaningless crap. If I understood dew points, would I be where I am today?
Oh, and while I had no sympathy over the rain, I do feel you on the wind, for exactly the reason you stated. There is quite simply no way to avoid it.
I live in the land of OZ. ZERO sympathy from me!
You wuss! We had 70 mile and hour winds the other night.
Love your blog!!
(My work verification is: pwfucwk ha ha!!)
lol! I so know what your talking about. We practically had tornado winds the past few days and I'm so ready for them to be gone. I mean really, it's December for goodness sake, do I really need to be listening for the tornado sirens?
I found you by way of Bossy. With a name like Farklepants, I couldn't resist.
VERY cute blog!!
ooh - you funny... I like!
I'm not even going to mock you as I can see it has been taken care of by others.
Washington State Resident
Warm welcome to the new folks!! Can I get you a drink? Please, make yourself at home.
And Tootsie appreciates Mrs. G's restraint.
The wind. messes up. my hair. I'm so with you on this one.
I don't understand the barometer or the dew points either. In any metro area, there must be anywhere from 3 to 5 people who hear the weather report and know what that means. Maybe.
I'm a pilot so I understand all that dewpoint/ barometer stuff. But I do not like wind. No sir, I do not.
I think you're spot on re the wind thing... the problem with wind isn't the win, per se, but the other more experienced been-around-the-block-and-blown-over-a-few-trees wind that it brings with it.
Toots - you might want to get that gal Melissa two drinks (shhhh: she thinks it's still December - do you think we ought to wake her?) Nah. Just get her another stiffy.
I love you, Tootsie. You make me realize that I have so much to complain about.
Wind or no, the nominations look good on you!
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