Thursday, August 21, 2008
Water Works OR Regulus' Old School-Style Complainin' About Crap Beyond His Control
A Muir Woods waterfall, California.
Earlier tonight, I had a nice dinner with LP at Dupont Italian Kitchen. I met him after he went to a Richard Diebenkorn exhibit at the Phillips Milk of Magnesia Collection here in D.C. Then we went to Windows and then I went to Cobalt for a bit, where the floors had all been refinished.
I SHOULD be getting my $6100 student loan refund on or shortly (a day or two) after Aug. 25th, plus I get paid this Friday ($1200), so I'll have some money. I need to pay back LP $1050, though.
The weather sucks. The evil atmospheric criminal enterprise that IS our weather is all about ENDLESS frickin' high pressure ridges that block any and all weather ...
... such as Tropical Storm Gay Fay, which dumped 20 to 30 inches of rain around the Melbourne / Cocoa Beach, Fla., area (my dad in Flagler Beach about 50 miles north of there had about 3 to 4 inches so far).
No, I don't want 20 - 30 inches of rain at once, nor violent weather destruction. But I do totally hate D.C. weather, both summer and winter. It's either endless shitty drought mixed with humidity and stank-ass air and every t-storm totally avoiding a 50-mile radius around D.C. (while Boston, New York, New Jersey, and Philly get hammered) in summer ...
... OR it's 55F and sunny with the odd light rainy day and the nearest sleet pellet about 75 miles north and west of here in winter.
The frickin' huge high blossomed overhead, so to speak, with "good down - sloping, good drying, building heights, and fuck you," even as it forced Tropical Storm Fay over Florida to stall and then head west.
This particular high pressure -- a mountain of sinking, warm air -- needs to be beaten down over the ocean by a hundred small shortwaves until it's exterminated, so to speak.
The atavistic weather shit-kickers of LWX -- whose meteorologists write up 4 printed pages of discussion on whether it will be partly or mostly cloudy over the Potomac Highlands, or whether to cancel the fog advisory early -- and the TV weather whores (who I've loooooong since stopped watching) are thrilled. Their idea of good weather would produce a world that looked like this:
True, this is the entrance to the Valley of the Kings in Egypt from a stock picture I got off the internet. But pretend -- just pretend -- instead that it is a hypothetical Earth when the last bits of ocean have dried up (as indeed will come a day about 1.5 billion years hence, except the Sun will be more swollen and tinged orange over a baked, lifeless world and the sky a darker, stranger shade of blue when not filled with dust).
Imagine this as the very bottom of the deepest Pacific or Atlantic Ocean trenches with the last bit of water gone.
Or how about this ...
... as the last bit of water on the vast ocean abyssal plain dries up -- and not what it actually is, a briny pool in the Atacama Desert.
There is no chance of rain at least until next Thursday. I hate D.C. and its miserable summer weather of endless nothing crap. Every year is the same.
Changing subjects in no particular way ...
Here is the original video to the wonderful 1979 hit song "Video Killed the Radio Star" by the British New Wave group the Buggles ... it was the FIRST VIDEO aired on MTV at 1200AM on August 1, 1981, and again as the 1,000,000th video at 12:10AM Feb. 27, 2000 (does MTV even show videos anymore??).
I'm all about Trevor Horn's glasses and hair ...
I had a ridiculous - record number of hits on my Regulus blog today, 234 in all, fully 117 more than my previous all-time Regulus record that was set just last Wednesday and ten times what I was getting on a typical day before I posted a certain entry that attracted so much attention.
Virtually all of them were looking at my "Photos of Bush Drunk at the Beijing Olympics" entry from last Wednesday, and the cause of that record. Indeed, prior to that, my Regulus record was 49. Indeed, I've had 753 hits since I posted that Bush-drunk-in-Beijing entry, about 700 of which were random Google searches on that entry and representing in excess of 600 unique hits and from ALL OVER the world ... from Saudi Arabia and Sudan (!) to Venezuela to Nebraska. It's a bit jarring and unnerving, actually.
As it is, I appreciate my half dozen or so regular readers. Thank you for caring and tuning in.
Plush baby honey lamb hippo, Flippo and my other babies ...
I need to go to bed. 'night, sweetie.