Hot

112 yesterday. 111 today and more in the teens and low hundreds into next week. I've even heard 114 or 115 being thrown around. The Kids have been living in the pool. Even Angus thinks it's too hot to go outside until after dark. I'm thinking walkies will be well after the sun goes down.

I'm going to cover myself with ice and think cool thoughts.
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I Am A Snow Jinx

A couple of weeks ago, while we were walking Angus, I remarked to Lu what a nice evening it was and how it felt like Winter was finally past and Spring here for good.

The very next day it snowed.

On Sunday we were again walking Angus on a warm Spring evening when I said it again. But this time I was certain! Dang it, Winter is over and Spring is here.

This is what hit us yesterday.

It's more hail than actual snow but it was cold enough that it stuck like snow and felt like snow. If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck it's almost certainly frozen precipitation. It's also been cold as heck the last two days.

So I'm now going to try some reverse psychology, Calvin style.

Brrrr. It's cold. Feels like Winter is here to stay. For a long time. With no sign of Spring. Anywhere. I swear.

And this time I mean it.

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Apparently There Is A Need To Fear

Because Underdog Angus surely is not. Remember the psychotic weather I mentioned on Sunday? Yeah, it hit Stage Ridiculous yesterday. The TV suddenly went to the Emergency Broadcast screen and we were given a Severe Thunderstorm Warning. Right Now! We Are So Not Kidding! Run, run for your lives! Aaiiee!!!

Sure enough, within minutes of the broadcast we saw this.

In case it's not clear that's hail. The broadcast warned of half dollar sized, "Holy shit get to shelter immediately and kiss your vehicle goodbye" hail but we didn't get any quite that large. Still, it was large enough to sting if someone were to, oh I don't know, say walk out into it. Just to see of course. Not that I'd know.

Enough fell to give the ground just a hint of Christmas cheer. Now where did I leave my sled?

After the hail stopped it turned into rain. Not the gentle kiss of a warm Summer sprinkling but a torrential downpour that had me thinking of TEOTWAWKI and wondering if the Pirate Ship would actually float.

At least I got to verify that I got the pitch on the porch roof correct. It's supposed to slope down from both roof eaves to that corner. It would have been even better if I'd actually put up the rain gutters so I didn't have The Niagara Falls coming off my roof but you have to find the ray of sunshine wherever you can. Even if it's raining hard enough float lead ingots.

And where was Angus, AKA NOT Underdog, while all this was happening you ask? 
"Hey, that's hail. Nobody mentioned anything about hail. I'm not coming out til the bad noise is gone I don't care how many cookies you offer. Piss off."

My hero.

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