The weather man is my enemy.

I have come to the conclusion that the weather man ahs sold out to corporate America. You heard me, people, sold the hell out.

It is April here in the good ol’ Pacific NW. April. One year ago I was wearing T-shirt and shorts on a fairly regular basis. IT got cold at night, but not too much so. BBQ’s were a regular occurrence. Now, it freaking snowed last night. We knew it was coming, but that is because the weather man told me so. here is where my problem comes in.

These people have been telling us all week that it was going to snow.
“A foot in the mountains, an inch on the valley floors, god-damn locusts by morning,” these people have been coopted by their individual news-stations to tell people whate the hell ever they can to get them to watch the news. Now knowing the propensity for people here to freak out whenever they think that there is going to be any inclement weather (I seriously had the highway STOP here a few days ago during a rain shower), this feat shouldn’t seem like somehting that is tough.

Indeed it isn’t.

That being said, I am getting kind of tired of heading to work early each morning and not knowing if sunshine or hailstones or fireballs are going to be falling out of the sky. When they forcast that it is going to snow with thunderstorms, this is how I dress, so you can imagine my chagrin when I walk out of clas and it is sunny and (relatively) warm outside.

Anyway, I believe that the weather men are jsut telling us what clear-channel wants us to hear in order to get us to watch their crappy news, becasue the news is so depressing now that no one wants to watch it, even to see the weather.