Friday, July 2, 2021

I'm sick of the rain.

I know, I know, "we need the rain".

We don't need an entire years worth of rain in two weeks.  This is absurd.

Of course, whenever you get a pile of rain, it creates the same "elevator talk", which doesn't really all occur in elevators.

"Well, we sure need the moisture".

Oh B**s**t.  The ground can absorb so much moister and its done that.  What we needed was snow in December and we didn't get that. We did need, past tense, the moisture about two weeks ago, but we have it now. Save for the fact that that its filling up stock ponds, this is waisted rain.

"Well, it'll help the fires from happening. . ."

Yeah, if it keeps up through the first snowfalls in December, which is unlikely.

A lot of this, I'd note, is like the casual observations from various times of the year.

"It sure is hot outside".

Really, it's like 40F.  Not hot for July.

"It sure has been cold", coming in December, when its 50F.  No, that's not cold.\

Free Britney and stop raining.

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