summers in the northwest
Attention: Californians. Visited Oregon lately? Thought, “Oh, how lovely!” Well, here’s our summer for you:
When I woke up this morning I initially thought that I had overslept for work by four months and was looking out my window at October. Then I remembered that summers west of the Cascades sometimes include pouring down torrential summer rains. At least it was warm out so I could close my eyes and pretend it was tropical summer rain in Puerto Vallarta, although this illusion disappeared quickly when I looked around and saw that I was actually waiting to catch the train with a bunch of hippies.
The clouds hung around for most of the day, clearing up as the day drew to a close, which worked out fine for me since I enjoy watching the colors of the sunset playing across the clouds.
All I gotta say is, if this summer has any more raining to do then it had better get it out of its system tonight and tomorrow morning, because I want the sun to come out and dry things out for the weekend. And not just for me, although obviously I’d enjoy a sunny Saturday — I happen to know someone who is having an outdoor wedding this Saturday, and she deserves a clear blue sky and a plenty of blooming sunflowers.
We’ve been getting strange and totally random thunder-showers here… which is very odd for summer. Al Gore blames global warming… I blame the lack of goat sacrifices to the weather gods…
Attention Oregonian: This Californian would LOVE to see just ONE gray day!
you know why it’s raining, you pervert.
my wife wants to meet you because i keep talking about you, but you better wash your hands before you touch her. and i ain’t bringing her down til you guys get 3 days of clear skies.
It better NOT rain on Saturday or I’ll have to come down there and kick the weather gods in the ‘nads. She SOOOOOO deserves sun on her sunflowers!
Seriously, I sometimes like to prove I am tough by riding my motorcycle in the rain, but this is getting re-gosh-dang-diculous. The weather “gods” are about to make me ride in my underpants to step up the toughness level.
I was enjoying the same skyscape, but from the top. I waved at you.
Dave2: I think you’re on to something, but you don’t wanna know what we do to our goats around here.
Hilly: I’ll trade you, I miss my SoCal summers sometimes. Then again, I lived by the beach, so I was probably pretty spoiled.
Brandon: I’ll have you know my hands are completely unsoiled these days, after the last time we went out and I learned that all I need for my happy time is to cross my legs twice.
Shari: I’ll give you a hand delivering some ‘nad kicking if things don’t shape up around here.
Joe Rock: those had better be the most manly underpants the world has ever seen, I’m talking made out of sandpaper and chainmail. Now that’s tough.
Laura: I don’t think they were quite these clouds, but thanks.