Idle Talk About The Weather

Looking at my last post, I realize:

1. It’s been a month and a bit since my last update.
2. My last update was about a storm so crazy it turned 101 into a parking lot.
3. It’s only been a month and a bit since we’ve had weather this crazy, where “crazy” includes but isn’t limited to rain pouring so hard I swear the heavens are shooting Super Soakers at us earth-bound people; cherry and peach blossoms blooming waaay earlier than expected; and 75-degree high temperatures in the midst of winter’s grasp. Oh, and there was a lake in the middle of the frickin’ road as I was driving back home. Sorta like the aforementioned 101 incident, except it’s not 101, so it doesn’t matter as much.

I’m not sure what to think of the weather here in California anymore, except for the fact that somehow, it manages to surprise me every year. I’d say “every season”, but in retrospect, summer always comes just the way I thought it’d come, which is let’s break out six table fans and point them all at my body hot.

Oh, wait a minute — there was a time in the middle of July last year where the highs suddenly dropped into the 80s, huh?

Yeah, like I said, I’m not sure what to think of California weather anymore.