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January 18, 2006
Whither The Weather?
It's been a strange run of weather we've had in New York in the last few days. Friday night and Saturday, it was about 50-55 out, but with dense, pea soup-like fog even in low lying areas; it felt like a San Francisco morning around here. Saturday afternoon a front went through, and by 7:00 Saturday night it was sleeting and icing out, and the temperature dropped into the upper 20s. Sunday was bitterly cold, and Monday was worse; it was 11 degrees out when I went to work on Monday morning. Yesterday, it was back up around the mid 40s.
This morning, it is 60 degrees out, but there is a sustained wind of 28 mph, with gusts up to 52. I've a tree right outside the window by my bed, and it's been bending and the outer branches have been scratching the window all night long... so I've gotten sleep in 25 minute bursts between gusts. And the sound outside... if I didn't know better, I'd swear I was in a midwestern summer superthunderstorm, or down south as a tropical storm came ashore. I feel like I ought to be standing outside on a street in a blue Weather Channel slicker, telling people to stay off the streets because it's dangerous to be outside on the street. "Reporting live from outside on the street, where it's dangerous to be and you should stay away from, I'm the Chronic Curmudgeon."
Let's see, in the last 100 hours we've had some of the densest fog I've ever seen here, a 32 degree temperature drop in 5 hours, a sleet storm, bitterly frigid cold, a 45 degree rise in temperature over 30 hours, and gale force winds. Yeah, but this is all normal, there's no such thing as global warming. I'm half expecting a tornado this afternoon and a Chicago-like 100 degree heat wave tomorrow. Driving ought to be a blast today... or should I say a gust?
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Comments
If you don't like the weather, wait 10 minutes. This is New England!
Posted by: Sarah at January 18, 2006 11:16 AM
Sarah, as someone who went to grad school in New England and fell in love with the area, I just want to channel Lloyd Bentsen:
Sarah, I know New England. I went to school in New England. New York, Sarah, is not New England.
;-)
Posted by: Curmudgeon at January 18, 2006 11:55 AM
Lord help us whenever anyone channels Lloyd Bentsen.
Posted by: Brent at January 18, 2006 01:44 PM
I can get through anything with Sam Champion
Posted by: thebeav at January 18, 2006 11:20 PM
wow, you really got good at repeating my name.
Posted by: Sarah at January 19, 2006 06:27 PM
Wow - I forgot that you're way too young to have been around for the sound bite I was parodying. Jeez... kids in college now don't even remember the '88 election... man, I am OLD.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at January 19, 2006 07:11 PM
Most of my students this semester were born in 1986.
Posted by: Brent at January 19, 2006 09:15 PM
'87!
Posted by: Sarah at January 20, 2006 09:23 AM
Oh, Beav, I am pretty sure Sam Champion is not your cup of tea. Although I do hear he gets pretty excited as it gets closer to the time when pitchers and catchers report.
Posted by: FunnyBone at January 20, 2006 12:44 PM
He didn't tell me any of this when he rolled out of bed to make me some pancakes.
Posted by: thebeav at January 20, 2006 02:18 PM
I'm pretty sure he'd have been handling sausage, not pancakes.
Posted by: FunnyBone at January 20, 2006 02:32 PM
if by sausage you mean patties. And if by patties you mean...
ah crap.
I lose.
Posted by: thebeav at January 20, 2006 07:19 PM
