How's The Weather?
Feb. 24th, 2007 02:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mmerriamSo.
In the 7 and half years I've lived in Minnesota, it seems like the weather guessers scream ,"OH DEAR LORD THE SKY IS FALLING IT'S THE END OF WESTERN CIVILIZATION WE'RE ALL DOOMED!!! at least twice a winter, then nothing too bad happens. I suspect that Fear and Panic mentality the local meteorological tea-leaf readers suffer from has something to do with the Dread Halloween Blizzard of Whenever it Was ('92? '94? I can never remember).
I got up this morning expecting to be buried under tens of feet of snow. I scrubbed the house yesterday and made sure I had clean underwear so that when the rescuers came in the spring and removed my frozen corpse from my home; my mother would not be embarrassed.
Alas, there is was no APOCOLYPTIC SNOWFALL OF DOOM!!! Only a solid if light dusting that failed to even completely cover the ground.
Now the Prophets of Precipitation are crying that the End of All will come later tonight. I'll believe it when I see it.
The rewrite on the Phantom Streetcar Novel continues. I've hit a point at about a quarter of the way in where I have this scene and it’s a good scene, well worth having, but it is in the wrong place. I even have a good idea where I need to move it too (much closer to the end of the novel), but this means I need to do some pretty serious restructuring and I'll need to write a couple of new linking scenes and such. I'm putting it off until Monday. Mostly because I'll need to really focus on what I'm doing, but also because I've got a full weekend planned, with gaming tonight, Twin Cities SF Writers meeting tomorrow early afternoon and theater later in the day.
Assuming we aren't all frozen to death under the mounds of snow they claim is going to fall.
In the 7 and half years I've lived in Minnesota, it seems like the weather guessers scream ,"OH DEAR LORD THE SKY IS FALLING IT'S THE END OF WESTERN CIVILIZATION WE'RE ALL DOOMED!!! at least twice a winter, then nothing too bad happens. I suspect that Fear and Panic mentality the local meteorological tea-leaf readers suffer from has something to do with the Dread Halloween Blizzard of Whenever it Was ('92? '94? I can never remember).
I got up this morning expecting to be buried under tens of feet of snow. I scrubbed the house yesterday and made sure I had clean underwear so that when the rescuers came in the spring and removed my frozen corpse from my home; my mother would not be embarrassed.
Alas, there is was no APOCOLYPTIC SNOWFALL OF DOOM!!! Only a solid if light dusting that failed to even completely cover the ground.
Now the Prophets of Precipitation are crying that the End of All will come later tonight. I'll believe it when I see it.
The rewrite on the Phantom Streetcar Novel continues. I've hit a point at about a quarter of the way in where I have this scene and it’s a good scene, well worth having, but it is in the wrong place. I even have a good idea where I need to move it too (much closer to the end of the novel), but this means I need to do some pretty serious restructuring and I'll need to write a couple of new linking scenes and such. I'm putting it off until Monday. Mostly because I'll need to really focus on what I'm doing, but also because I've got a full weekend planned, with gaming tonight, Twin Cities SF Writers meeting tomorrow early afternoon and theater later in the day.
Assuming we aren't all frozen to death under the mounds of snow they claim is going to fall.
