.01", for today
.01", for the storm
10.81", for the month
37.36", for the (rain) year
28 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 28 February 2011
26 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 26 February 2011
.04", for today
3.38", for the storm
10.80", for the month
37.35", for the (rain) year
(plus all the snizzling, early this morning…)
Yes, It’s About Food and Drink…
…but put down the food and drink; you’ll thank me!
The Brave Lass: Friday Frivolity: Laws Concerning Food and Drink
25 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 25 February 2011
2.42", for today
3.34", for the storm
10.76", for the month
37.31", for the (rain) year
24 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 24 February 2011
.92", for today
.92", for the storm
8.34", for the month
34.89", for the (rain) year
God’s Ring Fingers, This Book Is Great!
24th DAY OF FEBRUARY, Feast of Saint Matthias, who preached to cannibals
Dennis called on Sunday, and let us know, among other things, that we should be expecting an agent from Los Gatos and her clients on Tuesday, between noon and 1:00p; since Dennis wasn’t feeling at all well, I was nominated to fill in…
Come Tuesday noon, the house was spiffed, Her Majesty en crate, and the vehicles outside the fence. What’s a girl to do? Grab a book, of course. On the side table in the living room was Seumas MacManus’ The Story of the Irish Race. I picked up where I’d left off, and pretty soon got lost in all the place names. Hoping against hope, I checked in the library, but no world atlas. OTOH, up one shelf and to the left from where the map sorts of books live are the (generally) Irish/Ireland books, and stuck in there was a little gem (besides that it’s a Newbery Honor Book).
I pulled Catherine, Called Birdy, by Karen Cushman, off the shelf, because it didn’t look familiar, but definitely sounded interesting. Boy, was I ever right this time!!
Catherine, the daughter of a minor knight and his lady wife, is in her thirteenth year, in the year of Our Lord 1290, in England. The book begins thusly:
12th DAY OF SEPTEMBER
I am commanded to write an account of my days: I am bit by fleas and plagued by family. That is all there is to say.
Once I picked myself off the floor and carried on, there was quite a bit more hysterics following. I got quite a bit into the book, as our house viewers didn’t arrive until 1:30 or so, and discovered there was quite a bit more to Birdy’s life than silliness: when she finally gets to witness a hanging in a village, whether her curses actually work, dealing with her mother’s miscarriage, the wedding of the abomination (her brother, Robert)…
As soon as my Dennis impersonation duties were completed, back to Birdy I went, and finished up this evening. Oh my, well worth the effort! And I do wonder how she made out once she left home.
I can only hope that Saint Matthias had a fork with him…
Once Upon a Time, There Were 10… *
Docking pastry came up on the FOODWINE list this morning. What?? you might ask? That’s what I said. One of the nice gentlemen replied with this (Thanks, Stuart!):
A French guy, a British guy, and a New Yorker are walking through a jungle when, all of a sudden, cannibals appear and take them prisoner.
They are carried to the village and put before the chieftain. He says that they are all going to be skinned and their skins used to make canoes. He also tells them that they will have one last wish.
The French guy goes first and wished for a hand gun so he can shoot himself so he doesn't have to feel the pain of being skinned. The wish is granted, he shouts “Pour France!”, and shoots himself.
The British guy wishes for a sword so he can stab himself before being skinned. The wish is also granted. He shouts “God save the Queen!” and kills himself.
The guy from New York wishes for a fork. All the cannibals are puzzled but the chief grants the wish anyways. So the guy takes the fork, starts stabbing himself, and shouts “Here’s your %$#@ing canoe!!”
*with apologies to Jiminy Cricket
22 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 22 February 2011
.01", for today
.01", for the storm
7.42", for the month
33.97", for the (rain) year
20 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 20 February 2011
.01", for today
7.41", for the storm
7.41", for the month
33.96", for the (rain) year
19 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 19 February 2011
.98", for today
7.40", for the storm
7.40", for the month
33.95", for the (rain) year
18 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 18 February 2011
.87", for today
6.42", for the storm
6.42", for the month
32.97", for the (rain) year
17 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 17 February 2011
2.97", for today
5.55", for the storm
5.55", for the month
32.10", for the (rain) year
“Historic” February Rain Numbers
At Rosemary’s yesterday, the subject of how we were doing this year, rain-wise, came up (given the spectacular noise the rain was making at the time); the consensus decided we were a bit behind:
16 February 2011 - 29.13"
17 February 2010 - 35.02"
16 February 2009 - 24.80"
19 February 2008 - 33.39" (that’s actually Boulder-Creek.com’s number; the weather station had been misbehaving…)
16 February 2007 - not keeping numbers (working in Indy…)
16 February 2006 - blogging other stuff (no clue why there’re no rain numbers…)
16 February 2005 - blogging other stuff (no clue why there’re no rain numbers…)
16 February 2004 - 30.94"
16 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 16 February 2011
1.41", for today
2.58", for the storm
2.58", for the month
29.13", for the (rain) year
15 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 15 February 2011
.76", for today
1.17", for the storm
1.17", for the month
27.72", for the (rain) year
14 February 2011
Rain Numbers - 14 February 2011
.41", for today
.41", for the storm
.41", for the month
26.86", for the (rain) year
13 February 2011
12 February 2011
My Hands Never Left My Wrists
From Quotes of the Day, today:
Those who believe in telekinetics, raise my hand.
- Kurt Vonnegut
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