The rain has continued, mostly unabated, for two days, with two more days forecast. The cats and dogs that precipitated have washed down the storm sewer. Now it is tapirs, and peccaries, raining down.
The pool has flowed its edge, the neighbor's paddleboat and floating dock just broke loose and wended down the lake. Rained like seven holy hells, it has.
These are great times to sit on the back porch, and get mellowed; put a wreath of circumspection around the day's events. One can also get maudlin, or suicidal, during great bouts of downpour. I'd like to check those whack stats. Intuition tells me people don't bust the self-actualizing cap on theyselves when it is sunny, so much as rainy.
But I'm on the mellowed side of the egg. Oh, I'm plotting mass vengeances with my subconscious, of course. Never let it be known Velociman went soft. But that is mere multi-tasking. That show always goes on.
The frogs are bellowing again. Too small to eat the legs. Reminds me of the National Lampoon cartoon of the frog with no legs outside the restaurant serving frog legs, with a tin cup, begging. Ha ha ha! I laugh now, but it's dark. Those filthy toads may have me encircled, waiting for a breach in my defenses. I don't have a thousand bullets.
If it clears up by Saturday I'll be fine. Spend the weekend with friends at Ponte Vedra Beach, tossing the kids like cash-hungry dwarfs to neighbors in the process.
Someone told me this was a holiday weekend. No shit? Is it Flag Day, or something?
Send some our way, we're dry as a popcorn fart.
Posted by: og at June 29, 2005 11:43 PMYou are correct. Sunshine is necessary for mental health. It helps regulate the circadian rhythm. That's why people who do arduous duty in the military only stay for a certain amount of time. It's also the isolation that occurs in places where the climate is normally like that.
You are probably correct in your suicide theory, except I think the alcohol factor might make it even. Think about it, most people start drinking on a nice sunny day unaware of what it could be doing to an already depressed state. I could be wrong.
Mellow is good. Mellow means balance.
Posted by: Kelly at June 30, 2005 12:00 PMMayhap it is the Queen's Birthday, you ignorant colonial oaf.
Now, if that doesn't stir the juices to kill the next Limey you see, you are beyond redemption.
Posted by: Pedro the Ignorant at June 30, 2005 1:59 PMI thought maybe it was pop the Queen's brown eye Day, or something.
Posted by: Velociman at June 30, 2005 5:12 PMWell we were hoping that you and the Bride, may take the ride to Ponte Vedra, however we were thinking about Sunday.
Perhaps some of that low country boil, Georgia moonshine , et al can make those clouds go away.
PS - we can blow our privates off with the fireworks purchased.
Posted by: james peters at June 30, 2005 11:46 PMSunday works.
Posted by: Velociman at July 1, 2005 12:08 AMI'm with Og. Send some out here. We haven't seen a cloud in a couple o'fortnights. The frogs that haven't turned brown have turned to jerky.
Posted by: Dash at July 2, 2005 10:45 PM