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Over [Dec. 6th, 2012|07:41 pm]
The latest storm is all washed up. It didn't fulfill its promise of copious rain. Instead, it drizzled a while, then misted for a while, then drizzled some more. When it wasn't drizzling or misting, it was nothing but morose clouds drifting by, depressed, undoubtedly, by their failure to produce a proper rain. Then today we got nothing but clouds, with not a drop of water falling from the sky— though their gray pall did manage to prevent yesterday's damp from evaporating, so the fallen leaves are still wet and the pavement is still dark. Tomorrow there's a good chance the sun will be around to kick some cloud ass, and maybe the leaves will get dry enough that I can rake a few of them before nightfall.

Thursday is such a dork of a day, I'm not sad that I slept through half of it. Tonight is going to be very cold, though, because the cloud blanket is going to break up. If they break up soon enough, we'll get a look at the waning moon before it sets just after midnight. Otherwise it will just be stars before morning, and I'll probably be asleep by then. I'm hoping we get clear nights next week, so I can see the Geminid meteor shower which should peak on the night of the 13th and early hours of the 14th. The moon will be only a thin crescent rising very late, so given a clear sky it should be a good night for watching meteors, as long as it doesn't get too cold.

Tonight is a good night for eating chili beans. I'm going to go heat some now, and add some extra hot sauce..

[User Picture]From: daisydumont
2012-12-07 04:42 pm (UTC)
Thursday is a dork of a day! You're right. As for the rain, it sounds like what we get around here. It can be kind of depressing, actually.

How were the beans? They sound good.
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[User Picture]From: flying_blind
2012-12-08 12:45 am (UTC)
The beans were good. Beans have no bones and no gristle, and there's only one small cooking pot to clean. What more could one ask from dinner?

Well, yeah, there's that, but I live alone, so there's nobody to offend but the cat, and she gives no indication that she cares.
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