Saturday, April 12, 2008
Saturday Night Electric Fever.
Shock to the heart, and you're to blame.
Lightnin' you make life a real pain.
I still get wet
running in the rain
You make life a real pain.
A good night out is what you sell,
Then suddenly heaven lit up for a spell.
We ran for cover under a tree,
But that is the last place that you're s'posed to be!
WOAHHHHHH, thunder like a gun
WOAHHHHHH, there's no where to run. The sky is lit up like the light from the sun.
Shock the heart, and you're to blame,
You make life a real pain!
I still get wet
running in the rain
You make life a real pain.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Doppler Radar Report- 4/4/08
And I feel like there's a black labrador in the picture somewhere
It's not even raining right now. It's sort of like a heavy mist. Like if you were to live in Maine or something, right on the ocean, and you'd talk like a salty sea dog all the time and eat saltwater taffy and lobstah and clam chowdah.
And then the wind would blow and the mist would float sideways, making your umbrella totally useless, so instead you have to wear one of those giant, yellow rain suits that have the pants underneath with suspenders. And under your raincoat you'd have to wear a cable nit wool sweater because it's a bit nippy out, yah?
And Martha would call you when the chowda was hot enough, and you'd place the lobstah trap on the rocky coastline and trek into the sea house with a mansard roof but stop just short once you got through the door to take off your galoshes because you didn't want Martha to yell at you for tracking that salty sea mist into the house like you always do. You've got a piece of seaweed stuck to your boot.
And then the wind would blow and the mist would float sideways, making your umbrella totally useless, so instead you have to wear one of those giant, yellow rain suits that have the pants underneath with suspenders. And under your raincoat you'd have to wear a cable nit wool sweater because it's a bit nippy out, yah?
And Martha would call you when the chowda was hot enough, and you'd place the lobstah trap on the rocky coastline and trek into the sea house with a mansard roof but stop just short once you got through the door to take off your galoshes because you didn't want Martha to yell at you for tracking that salty sea mist into the house like you always do. You've got a piece of seaweed stuck to your boot.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
If it were shitty out, you might actually be jealous.
Just an FYI:
This is what the weather in Vancouver is like ALL YEAR LONG.
60ish. On the humid side. Temperate breezes. Overcast. Occasionally rain.
When my brother was living there, he said it once rained for the entire month of January. Solid. At first I didn't believe him, but other people from Vancouver I've talked to says it happens a lot.
I'm glad tomorrow is going to be sunny. It's not raining right now, but it feels like it could at any minute.
This is what the weather in Vancouver is like ALL YEAR LONG.
60ish. On the humid side. Temperate breezes. Overcast. Occasionally rain.
When my brother was living there, he said it once rained for the entire month of January. Solid. At first I didn't believe him, but other people from Vancouver I've talked to says it happens a lot.
I'm glad tomorrow is going to be sunny. It's not raining right now, but it feels like it could at any minute.
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