I Know, Let's Talk About the Weather


The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep

But I Have Promises to Keep


You can tell a New Englander wrote that because a Californian wouldn't have a clue what he was talking about. Not when it's late November and the thermometer is still hovering well above 70 degrees. Good thing too because I was starting to worry about the high energy bills everyone's been warning us about. But, not to worry. Looks like I'll be paying those bills and still managing to have a dollar or two left over for food and shelter after all.

You gotta love California.

And you know I think it's time for all of us Californians to maybe take a minute here and give a little thanks to our local weatherperson. After all, when the weather is lousy we always give them the blame, don't we? So when it's particularly nice it only seems fitting to to give them the credit too. Maybe a national "Weatherperson Appreciation Day" would be in order. Wouldn't that be nice. Just walk up to your local weatherperson and say "hey, thanks buddy for all you've done." And maybe a little tip would be in order as well. Nothing much, minc you - just a double sawbuck or something like that to show your appreciation. That way our consciences would be clean for when the weather turns lousy and we all start raggin' on 'em again.

Yeah, that'd be nice.

Anyways, needless to say, it's been a long summer here in California this year, and I'm sure more than a few Californians have been thinking about packing a cooler and putting on some suncreen and having Christmas at the beach this year. Geez, why not? Let those people back east get all bundled up and sit around the fire singing Christmas carols. We'll just fire up the barbecue, set out some beach chairs, pop open some cold ones and check out the babes. Yeah, that's how we do Christmas in California.

Actually, that's not really true. I'm just making that up. We usually spend our Chrismas' indoors just like everybody else, but this year may be different. I guess it's must be that global warming thing that's causing all the strange weather. Whatever it is, I'm all for it. Keep pumping out that CO2 people cause I'm liking this weather, and, after all, don't you think Ozone is highly overrated anyways? I mean, who needs it. Isn't that why God gave us sunglasses and SPF50?

Think about it.

Well, it should be pretty clear by now that I've got absolutely nothing to blog about tonight. I think it must be all this sunshine that's got me feeling so sanguine and unconcerned because... I mean it's hard to stare ruefully into the middle distance when the birds are singing and the warm rays of the California sun are washing over your face. How can you be contemplative and bleak on a day like this? It's impossible, I tell you. Yeah, we Californians may be shallow, but at least we're warm.

The palms are lovely, green and tall

But I have blog posts yet to scrawl

And nothing on my mind at all

Nothing on my mind at all.