Last year we narrowly missed breaking the record for the most consecutive days of rain in the history of Seattle. There was something about the sustained misery of that streak that was made worse because when all was said and done it wasn't, technical, the worst.
I don't really feel I can claim my personal bit of history, though, since a glance at my calendar shows me I was on the road 47% of November. It was definitely the wettest 1/2 month I've experienced in Seattle. No question.
Whenever the weather turns interesting in Seattle, Jim Forman will be on the case. Since I moved here in 1992, Danger Jimhas invariably been the guy in the parka doing the live shot from the epicenter of rain, wind, hail, snow, whatever.
Right now it's cold in Seattle and was snowing. Hell, it may still be snowing. I have no idea because I'm in Los Angeles where it's warm and sunny.
Or so I thought. Apparently this is not really the case. Apparently it's really super cold here. Dangerously cold. The local TV news has the So Cal equivalent of Danger Jim doing a live shot from Palmdale issuing a grave warning about how this cold front is a danger to pets: "dogs could die as the temperature plummets." It's 54 degrees there.
We spent the long weekend in Palm Springs with Dia's side of the family and there was much cuteness displayed by our nieces and nephew who, I hope, realize that "Uncle Mark" actually exists and is not some elaborate family myth.
The original house was designed by Richard Neutra and sits right on the beach. After buying the house next door and tearing it down, the owners commissioned Steven Ehrlich to build an "entertainment pavilion," move the pool, link the new space to the old space, and create some servants quarters. I know what you're thinking: "Boy, we really do need to get on it and finally have those servants quarters built in the backyard." Anyway, it's gorgeous and Don had to figure out how to actually build the thing.
Dia turned forty today. I think she looks just fabulous. We're in Palm Springs with her family, including our niece whose birthday is tomorrow. We'll shortly be opening some bubbly sent by my folks. Everyone seems to want to make a big deal about this forty thing . . . I dunno, I think we had our midlife crises when we were in our twenties. It is, by the way, just wonderful to be somewhere dry and warm--unlike back home in Seattle.
Keroack leaves his post as medical director of A Woman's Concern to take this new job. A Woman's Concern masquerades as a women's clinic but is really all about making sure women don't get abortions. Oh, and don't use contraception.
Feministing weighs in (I stole their post title cause it just sums it up).
OK, now that the Forces Who Are Less Evil and Not Very Well Organized have taken control of Congress, we really gotta get to work on this Presidency thing . . .