Grumble Grumble.

The National Weather Service claims we will be inundated with heavy rain, thunderstorms, the possibility of hail, and other unspecified biblical plagues. On the basis of their advice, I left the Scout home for the second full week and played it safe. However, my morning commute was full of sunshine.

We’d better get some category 5 hurricane shit up in this mutha by lunchtime, or I’m going to be pissed.

Early Afternoon Update: I’m officially pissed.

4:30: We got showered upon, and now the skies are sunny. Radar shows the worst of it is off to the east and there’s nothing on the horizon. Still pissed.