Friday, January 10, 2020

Under the Veiled Wolf Moon, A Hundred Yards Over the (Lightly) Snowy Rim -OR- Some Late Night 2020 Visions of Space and Time

Sunset after a picturesque, light-to-moderate snowfall, Warrenton, Va., Jan 7, 2020; photo by Loretta Flynn

The pictures in this entry are from this CWG post: First snow of 2020 drops a coating of up to a few inches in D.C. region. Except for the lead one, I'm not captioning them, but the file names contain the information.


This is meant to be a short and non-political-themed entry -- i.e., one not screwed up by the latest Trump / GOP horseshit. As it is, I'm quite tired as I start this entry at the 1:30 a.m. hour seated here in my wee, lamp-lit efficiency.


Once again, I needed to stay late at work -- to 11 p.m. -- as I've been very busy the past two weeks -- partly because over the Christmas / New Year's period, I fell behind on one of the two major tasks.

Things should slow down after next week, but I still need to get myself back to the gym. It has been three weeks. I won't be able to go this weekend if only because my job is having my post-holiday holiday party on Saturday. I've invited Chester to come along. The event is in a restaurant in Penn Quarter here in D.C.


God, the parade of janitorial and maintenance people -- door flying open, scaring the hell out of me -- into such a small place (in a big building) -- to collect the garbage, vacuum the rug, mop the floor, and what not is annoying. It shouldn't be, but it is. I can only be friendly and try to speak elementary Spanish so many times, especially when engrossed in something and trying to finish it.


I took the Metro from L'Enfant to Dupont Circle rather than the closer U Street / Cardozo in order to go to the grocery store -- namely, that awful Safeway on 17th Street -- since the Yes! Organic market where I normally go closes at 10 p.m. I seldom buy food at that Safeway, especially meat, for a variety of reasons that I don't want to go into now.


Suffice it to say: Its suppliers aren't in the slightest into farm-to-table humanely raised, and Safeway, as a globe-spanning, shareholder value-maximizing, hideous corporate entity, it is more than happy about that fact. When not at Walmart or McDonalds, it's the kind of place your typical GOP Trump voter loves to shop.

But hunger being what it is, I went there because I had no food in my apartment and I was hungry -- having only had some soup and bread for lunch and a Cup Noodles in the office pantry cupboard. Thanks, God, Love Ya


Oh, and by the way, 17th Street between P and S Streets NW has morphed into a quasi-ghetto and homeless encampment … right in the middle of an upscale D.C. neighborhood … with an ever-metastasizing set of makeshift tents and vagrants. The place looks awful and it isn't getting better any time soon.

The night was seasonably mid-winter cold, temp around 35F.

While hardly frigid, it just felt unpleasant with the body permeating cold despite no wind.

What's more, with a Full Moon, it should have been a lovely winter's night. Well, there was (is) a gauzy deck of clouds high overhead thickly veiling the Full "Wolf" Moon.

No, the picture above was not taken tonight. But it is pretty.

I guess I'm too old and just not anymore into cold. As for snow, as alluded to at outset of this entry, there was a little bit of snow on Wednesday.

While 2 to 4 fell in the western and northern suburbs and points beyond, less than an inch fell in the District and the familiar "TRACE" at National Airport, thus keeping the seasonal total at 0.4 inches. Trace to 1/2" fell in D.C.'s southeastern suburbs.

Here are the event and season-to-date totals:

KDCA: TRACE / 0.4 inches
KBWI: 1.5 inches / 1.8 inches
KIAD: 2.0 inches / 2.6 inches

Up to 5 inches fell in the Potomac Highlands and into the Blue Ridge and in northern Baltimore and Carroll Counties (on the Maryland - Pennsylvania line).

Sterling (LWX) county warning area (CWA) snowfall total map for the Jan 7, 2020 "event"

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This nominal amount of snow, naturally, caused all sorts of delays and closures -- to include the obligatory Prince William County Public Schools closure and the Federal Gov't itself shutting at 1 p.m. and the agency I support being closed and everyone being literally ordered to vacate the building.

Ridiculous. I get this reaction even in Atlanta, but not here.


Looking ahead, it's supposed to get much warmer -- highs 65F or better on Saturday and Sunday -- with some rain as a vigorous storm system moves up the Mississippi River valley and into eastern Ontario / southwestern Quebec.

NWS U.S. weather advisories map with legend updated 0731 UTC (2:31 a.m. EST) 10 January 2020

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However, the main energy will head up into Canada / shear out as the system encounters anomalously high heights from a midwinter anomalously strong subtropical ridge (for mid-winter) in the western Atlantic. The cold front will still clear the Eastern Seaboard by Sunday afternoon.

NWS/WPC/NDFD U.S. surface weather map forecast looped 12Z 10 Jan to 12Z 12 Jan 2020 showing fronts and precipitation / sensible weather type and likelihood

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At this point, there's no meaningful snow chances in the offing, although maybe some winter storminess in 8 to 12 days (per the highly unreliable long-range operational GFS).

Changing subjects …

As I mentioned, I'm home now in my little apartment and watching my late night, old TV shows on MeTV and Antenna TV. Right now, I'm watching Dear John on the latter, and up next, Wings.

As I got home right at midnight, I missed The Carol Burnett Show and Perry Mason was already half way over.

The episode, "The Case of the Wary Wildcatter," guest starred the late, interesting Lori March.

That episode also guest starred a young Barbara Bain, now 88 -- to me, best know from her Space: 1999 role -- and one-time wife of Martin Landau who also co-starred that vaguely disturbing series. Watching that undeniably dark sci-fi show when I was 6 and 7 years (i.e., 1976 and 1977) when it aired in the U.S., I was scared both by Bain's frozen, enigmatic stare and Landau's, well, horror movie visage.

The show was not American made, and so, in that era before cable TV, it was difficult to find on U.S. television outside of certain locations.

I was able to watch it in New Jersey because it was aired on WPIX from New York, which we got as an over-the-air station in Long Branch with just a rooftop antenna. (No, I didn't know that then.)

Of course, Maya really weirded me out. She was the alien woman with shape-shifting abilities that allowed her to turn, for a period of time, into various animals, played memorably by Catherine Schell, now 75 and occasionally still acting.

Oh, yes, I skipped tonight's The Twilight Zone episode ("The Rip Van Winkle Caper"). Like last night's episode, it has a time-traveling element, but unlike last night's episode, it kinda sucks. By contrast, last night's awesome episode is, to me, one of the best of the series: "A Hundred Yards Over The Rim."


Well, it's getting really late (or super early), and I had better go to bed and slumber dreamland with my box fan whirling away, under the pile of quilts, pillows, and stuffed animals that is my bed on the floor.

OK, I'm going to sign off for now. I'm going to try to post an entry Saturday afternoon before Chester arrives.

--Regulus

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