Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Oh weatherman, where art thou? I want to find you so I can kick your ass.

Since it's summer I keep the top off the Jeep to enjoy the 3 months of decent weather.  Since the top is off I keep a close eye on the weather to prevent myself from driving a swimming pool.  The extra weight of the puddled water really fucks with my gas mileage.  This morning on my daily walk with Rufus the Magnificent I noticed grey skies and upon returning to the house I promptly checked 6 weather websites to see if I needed to take preventive weather measures and was confident that I did not after 5 sites gave me the "fear not" and one pessimistic site gave me a slight chance of scattered showers.  This gloom and doom site promised that it was probably over-reacting and on second thought gave it a 20% chance of sprinkles before noon so seriously, don't sweat it.  So I took that as a sign to feel confident that the Jeep was safe from anything more than a light sprinkling of moisture, sure to evaporate before I even noticed it even rained.

Unbeknown to me it was raining the entire time I was checking today's weather, as well as the 10 day forecast.  Sometimes I think the convenience of technology gets in the way of solving simple issues.  Had I simply looked out the window I would know my Jeep was turning into a swimming pool.  Sometimes you have to be smarter than the weatherman. 

Right now the sun it out.  Screw you, weather guy.

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