Wednesday’s weather wanes, my friends… at least as a temporary reprieve. The radio weather prognostijockeys kept saying today that there’s a good chance rain coming for most Southern Californians, and snow for us highlanders. It just seems that weather predictions are a safe bet, as using the wording of “chance of” or even giving a percentage have an automatic free pass for being wrong built right into it: I can say that there’s a 40% chance that you’ll win the lottery today… if you win, it’ll be amazing that I predicted it… and if you LOSE, well, I was STILL right.
So, really, today, there’s a chance of snow, fog, rain, partly sunny skies, hurricanes, F-16s, meteor showers, a heat record, a corn outbreak, political unrest, measles, missiles, mistletoe, Mazel tov, partly cloudy with a chance of off and on again low pressure systems with a cutoff low bringing powerful undertows and lunar lightning. In fact, I’ll go out on a limb and say that there’s a 40% chance for each and every item on that list.
But right now… skies are mostly clear, rain is little more than an occasional sprinkle, and fog doesn’t seem to be a factor on our commute. Temps in Crestline were close to 40 degrees: no dice for gettin’ that ice. I’d be a little surprised if there was ice anywhere on the mountain west of Running Springs… but, anything is possible.
Rocks didn’t impede my drive this morning… things seem to have settled down in the jumpin’ geology department.
Please note that the closure of Highway 138 in one section of VOE has been postponed, presumably due to weather. It was originally scheduled to be closed for three days of THIS week, but new signage there indicates that it’ll be during the middle of NEXT week.
I like dumplings… but doesn’t that name imply that there’s a large dumple somewhere? I want one of those. Hey, I come in peace… but take me to your dumple.
Speaking of eating, here’s a weird thing: We eat cucumbers… but when we’re eating watermelon, and we get down to the white part, we’re done. But that white part of the watermelon tastes exactly like a freakin’ cucumber. Emmiright?!?
I’m cutting this column short: I’ve got important reading to do. I read a teaser headline earlier today on the hard-hitting Internet news site that I follow, and the suspense in killing me. I must get to, “Priyanka Chopra FINALLY Reveals Which Two Royals Inspired Her Cannes Wardrobe.” I’m telling you, I haven’t been sleeping well, as I’ve been consumed with curiosity over this important piece of information. I’ve been irritable, my drinking has increased, and I decided to become a two-pack a day smoker (although, it turns out I can only choke down four or five coffin nails… I really need to boost up my tolerance, I guess), all because I’ve needed to know this stuff. Come on… who HASN’T been wondering which two royals inspired Pri’s Cannes outfits? I’m so glad that reporters are finally covering this, writing about it, and sharing this.
Hopefully, as I’ve grown accustomed to, the story will be followed by links to other important articles, like what adorable anti-Trump thing Chrissy Teigen Tweeted, or some Kardashian stuff, some Bieber babbling, the REAL ending of Game of Thrones, some important guidance from Alyssa Milano, or wait: the articles about what shoes Kate Middleton wears to garden parties.
While I’m reading up on the important stuff, remember that after today, there are only two more days of pain therapy before that long weekend coming up… just two more days. You can do it.