I should just turn this into Kat's Weather Blog...

[katallison]

So around a half-hour ago, I realized I was out of cigarettes, and although it was raining pretty seriously, all you addicts in the crowd will understand that Out-Of-Cigarettes is a crisis that justifies going out into the friggin' Apocalypse. So I got my umbrella, headed out to the car, and as soon as I got in, the skies opened.

I would say that I've never SEEN such rain, except that I have, twice: once in Santa Cruz in '82 when the San Lorenzo came within a couple of inches of overflowing the dikes; and once in '87 when a supercell stalled over the Twin Cities and we got ten inches in an hour and everyone's basement flooded.

In any event, it was the sort of rain when having an umbrella really makes no difference whatsoever, because all air has been displaced by water. Driving, it was exactly like being in a carwash, lacking only the big rotating brush and the cloth strips going swush-swush. The five steps into the convenience store and back out to the car got me drenched all over; getting out of the car once home got me instantly soaked up to the knees, because the curbs were hubcap-deep in fast-running water. All traffic on the freeway was at a dead stop (I noted with some schadenfreude), on the city streets I could creep along no faster than 10 mph because I couldn't see, and two blocks from my house I crossed paths with some poor sod heading home on a bicycle.

The whole thing made me insanely gleeful, as do all incursions of wild irrational weather not involving Hellish Heat, and (having now changed my clothes and shoes) I'm still sitting here grinning, purely cheerful for the first time in weeks.

Comments

[wickdzoot.livejournal.com]

(whispers) Believe it or not, as insane as it is, after 15 months of not smoking, I have been wanting wanting wanting a cigarette. And I sooooo get going out into the Apocalypse.

But oh, yes, the glee!

I was watching it rain nicely earlier and now am watching it POUR, and the kitties are watching it, and the air smells like rain and it's freaking wonderful.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Isn't it fantastic? God, it's nice that life in Minnesota has *some* compensations.

And oh my dear, your poor jaw! I'm so distressed that you've been having such a hideous time of it, and I kick the shins of the goddamned dentist with his "you don't *look* like you're in pain!" I urgently hope that they've now righted whatever was wrong with it, and that healing speeds apace. Enjoy your French silk pie (which is, honestly, *so* much nicer than cigarettes, which are nasty vile toxic things that I must cut out of my life very soon now).

[wickdzoot.livejournal.com]

It was delicious. Really. And the Golden Anjou pear was to die for. And I may eat some cafe latte fudge gelato later.

[c-regalis.livejournal.com]

Kat's Weather Blog probably describes this pretty accurately. :)

But having seen your last few entries, I am really glad that you are more cheerful now. *g*

Also, the lj spell check doesn't know the word blog. *snort*

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I swear to god, someday I'll write about something non-meteorological again! (And hey, I have been having *such* fun browsing through the lovely screencaps on your LJ -- looking at CKR is another great way to maintain the cheerfulness! *g*)

[c-regalis.livejournal.com]

Yay! CKR is The Way To A Better Life!

[engenda.livejournal.com]

I realized I was out of cigarettes, and although it was raining pretty seriously, all you addicts in the crowd will understand that Out-Of-Cigarettes is a crisis that justifies going out into the friggin' Apocalypse.

God, I so understand this. I've quit (well, sort of, I've had the odd cigarette here and there - and lord help me if I drink). But I'm so there.

*sigh*

I really miss smoking sometimes.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I know I *shall* miss it, but my god, I really need to forge ahead on the quitting. Like, soon. Any day now. *Really.*

[engenda.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain.

Good luck.

[morgandawn.livejournal.com]

I love this sie: it has local neighborhood weather stations for many states:

http://www.wunderground.com/weatherstation/index.asp

[katallison.livejournal.com]

You know, I keep forgetting Weather Underground, but they have fabulous resources. Thanks so much for the link!

[merricatk.livejournal.com]

I would probably do the same thing for a chocolate fix, & with much the same reaction. Except for worrying about the health of my cell phone, I was positively gleeful getting drenched to the skin when I was walking in NY.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

If one must have an addiction, chocolate's far healthier than cigarettes, that's for sure. (And yes, what *is* it about the upliftingness of getting soaked in a rainstorm? I don't know, but it's a good thing...)

[evilprettykitty.livejournal.com]

Ah the super storm...it's like one of those weather things that Twin Citians (I think i spelled that right) can use as bonding events...liek the Halloween Snowstorm.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, the Halloween Snowstorm ... them were the days, for sure! By cracky, let me tell you how much snow I shovelled that day ... (*settles down in rocking chair, embarks on endless saga, not noticing her audience has quietly stolen away...*)

[evilprettykitty.livejournal.com]

hee! I took a walk down the middle Snelling Avenue that day...good times.

[heuradys.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I just drove home through it. I was comparing it, to myself, to the rain I drove people through in Baltimore on the way to the curling club. Or the rain I drove through in Iowa, when I might as well have replaced the windshield with grey plexiglass for all the visibility I had. Whole lotta wet. My lawn, however, seems pleased. Well. The bits that aren't standing water, anyway.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Oh god, the curling-club-outing rain! I'd forgotten that one, probably because I totally chickened out like a chickenish thing and just stayed at the hotel. You are braver than I! *salutes*

[maygra.livejournal.com]

you and I share the adoration for rain and thunderstorms. My roommate freaks out every time I go out on the front porch in the middle of a big one, sure I will be electrocuted or catch pneumonia or be out there when a tornado hits.

But...man, I love them! And I have the perfect porch for watching them from without drowning!

also, cigarettes, take no prisoners, uhm yes.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I envy your good storm-watching porch; I have roughly a two-foot-wide strip of deck with a somewhat leaky overhang, where I can lurk dampishly and smoke and watch the weather. Which is better than nothing, of course.

And there really is nothing better than a great whacking thunderstorm; they're *orgasmic*, really (and now I'm relaxing in the afterglow... *g*)

[lapillus]

Poor jackiekjono had to come rescue me from the airport in the midst of that. Luckily she (and my car) made it there safely.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Yay, you're home! And yay for your sagacity in avoiding the worst of the Wretched Miserable Heat, which has truly been both W. and M.

(Call me tomorrow if you feeling like going to the gym, OK?)

[jackiekjono.livejournal.com]

It was exciting and fun. Especially with the two or three inches of water built up on the freeway and the taxicabs speeding past me who would cause the big sploosh of white water to rise up over the car.

I wished I had an oar to smite thme with.

[mlyn.livejournal.com]

Am SO JEALOUS.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Well, check in with me again six months from now, when it'll be 25 below zero with hip-deep now. *g* But, yeah, Great whacking thunderstorms are truly the one thing I'd miss if I relocatgd to another and meteorologically-saner part of the country.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Make that "hip-deep snow." Arrrghh.

[mlyn.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure there isn't a meteorologically-saner part of the country, except maybe San Diego. And that's fucking boring, and California's expensive, and god knows how much smog they have down there. Other than that, everywhere has quirks, right?

[kittygoslingp.livejournal.com]

I love storms. Apparently I was born during one and my father was so excited after meeting me for the first time that he went out and punched a stop sign with glee.

I'm glad you've got some respite from that terrible weather you were having, I really felt for you - it was awful here too, well, for London, 30C and upwards which is really hot for us non-air-conditioning having, Tube-using, thin-skinned types of northern climes.

SO NOT TIRED OF THE WEATHER, heh

[tsamm.livejournal.com]

Kat, we had a huge storm today too after several days of 100 degree plus weather and since I live in the Great Plains, you can see storm systems crawl toward you across VAST EMPTY SPACES, and it was so scary and cool to watch these ominous black clouds getting closer and closer. Then the wind kicked in and it was so perfect after all the heat, trees thrashing all about, dust all over, etc., etc. People were just standing outside watching the clouds head for us and there was this weird air of celebration, you know? And I WAS OUT OF CIGARETTES and so I went to the convenience store as well, only quicklike, bec. the clouds were coming! Anyway it was the best storm I can remember in quite some time; everyone wanted it so much and it was suitably impressive!

Re: SO NOT TIRED OF THE WEATHER, heh

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I love love love BIG HUGE storms on the Great Plains. It's like really good sex; the tension building up and up and up, and then the KABLAM orgasmic moment of release, and lightning! gales! passion!!

And then the smoking of the cigarette in the afterglow, and relaxing and cooling down. *g*

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

Dude, I have done that. I have also gone out at three thirty in the morning to the ghetto 7-11 armed with a bat and a can of mace. Dear God I am pathetic.

I miss porches to watch thunderstorms. All I have here is a balcony with a view of a tree. And bad thunderstorms at this time of year mean that I should be evacuating to another state.