A few days ago, you promised to bring inches and inches of much needed rain. You know for a fact that it hasn’t rained here in over a month and, with daily temps in the triple digits, it is sorely needed. You drew a direct bead on us and whipped yourself up to Category 5, teasing this area into a crazed, oragastic frenzy of anticipation. Then what do you do? You pussy out and give those unappreciative bitches over in Beaumont a dousing. Fuck you, you cocksucking tease!!!
I think that if it’s a cocksucker, it can’t be a tease.
Robin
Come now. You must pity Mother Nature. She’s just a poor sufferer of premature precipitation, after all.
Not to hijack my own thread, but, if there is one thing that Rome and Deadwood have taught me, is that ‘cocksucker’ has been used as a prejorative for quite a long time. But, in my own experience, most cocksuckers are quite nice, genial, and amiable young ladies, who, quite the opposite from being a tease, generally followed through on all promises, both implied and explicit. So, I was a little conflicted on the use of the prejorative to describe Rita but, in the end, following the dogma with which I have been programmed via my HBO viewing experience. Cocksucking notwithstanding, I still believe that Rita is a insincere, heartless, guileful, teasing bitch!
You must live in my neck of the woods. I kept thinking “If it’s going to tear up the coast anyway, then I’m going to root for the remnants coming over here!”
Jeez. I got three tiny little drops of drizzle on my windshield. That’s IT.
Well, at least we got some nice breezes and a on-day break from record-shattering heat.
Wait, let me get this right…you’re telling me that you are ANGRY that you wern’t hit by a hurricane? :dubious:
Well, it’s perverse-sounding, but if you’re inland/up north and suffering from a drought, you’ll take the abundant rain these things produce because they’ll go a long way to solving your drought in one fell swoop. Happened with Floyd in '99 up here, although Floyd flooded out a bunch of places into the bargain.
After all, we’re not getting the storm surge, and the wind doesn’t usually amount to more than a strong gust by the time it gets this far.
So I didn’t really want to get hit with the hurricane itself, but it hasn’t rained here in a long time, it has been in the triple digits for a couple of weeks, the grass is getting brown, I fought my way through the hoarding mobs to secure that all important loaf of bread, bought high test gas because all the low grade and mid grade had been sold out hours before, secured anything that could have been blown away in the yard, made sure we had water and a safe place in the house to go when the high winds and rain were supposed to hit my area saturday and what did we get… not a single drop of rain, the breeze was gusting at 10 - 15 mph and it was 101 fucking degrees.
Yes, in the face of all the horrible things the last two hurricanes have wrought I certainly have no right what so ever to whine, but I am anyway.
Amen, UncleRojelio. I wanted that rain too. Before anyone accuses us of being callous, believe me - I have the utmost sympathy for those that were hit by Katrina/Rita. However, in a classic case of making lemonade from lemons, if a hurricane has to happen, we might as well appreciate any benefit it gives us - no matter how small. In the case of DFW, we could’ve really used the rain and some relief from the heat.
Today, the fucking 26th of September, they’re tentatively calling for a high in the high 90s. We might actually break the hi temp. record (100) today, except that there’s a possibility that a “cold front” could come through which might drive temps down to the low 90s.
And yes, I’ll take 100 degrees and a roof over my head over the alternative any day.
Actually, by the time it hit Dallas/Ft Worth it would have been downgraded to a “tropical storm”. Not the damaging winds, storm surge and rain that the coast gets. So yeah we were hoping that Rita got close enough to hit us with 4 to 5 inches of rain. Instead, Dallas received a whopping 15 mile an hour breeze, zero rain drops and a few clouds.
You aren’t from around here are ya?
Man, what I wouldn’t give for an hundred. Yesterday was one hundred and freakin’ seven. (and, of course, I wound up being out from noon to two and got the worst of it) Today’s supposed to be 105. The hurricane was supposed to push things down to 85 and bring us rain but somehow it made it hotter…
We had no rain and we could have used it as well. There was a bit of a breeze on Friday, but that is about it. Hot, sunny and dry was the weekend here and it was supposed to be cloudy (with some rain).
We got a lot of rain, but I can’t find how much. Probably six inches or so, at least right where I am, would be my guess. And we did need it.
But it’s no cooler for it; today it’s supposed to get to 99F. Even this far south, at the end of September, I resent that.
Houston Chronicle column: I threw a hurricane party Friday night, but the guest of honor stood me up.
I for one didn’t need to take time off work, although now I’ve got a head start on moving next month (got a lot of stuff boxed up preparing to bug out).