According to the combination of crackuweather and the more reliable wunderground, winter has come and gone. Crackuweather said we had three days of winter, wunderground says two. I consider anything where the high does not hit 50°F winter weather.
Summer at the shoreline was 37 days long, though not consecutively. In fact, summer started before the Vernal Equinox. On March 14, 2015, it was measured at 83° on the next morning, though I saw it hit 85° during the live read. I have no idea why, but still! Is that weird, or what? Hottest summer day measured 97° at the shoreline. Of course we're inland on a low hill, and it hit a little over 100° where we live, but those days were rare. Twelve days were over 90° at the shoreline.
I HATE hot weather. I'm not too thrilled being stuck in under 35° either, but hey. That's my tolerance level. Once nine years ago had to walk .9 miles home in the low twenties because my car was down. I could waited for the bus, but come on! For how long? And I did run a little. Boy, that heater never looked so good. Neither did that cup o' tay.
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What's this February 19, 2015 economic collapse threat? Is it real, or more fear porn. And Nibiru in March? Someone who does a lot of research said there is no errant planet. Nibiru was the name for what we call Jupiter. And here's the link:
https://www.google.com/search?q=is+nibiru+the+name+for+jupiter&sugexp=chrome,mod=14&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
I personally don't believe in an errant planet coming to destroy us. Though I must say I do wonder what happened to Tiamat. It's all speculation, so why bother researching it? I'll find out when I get to the Akashic Library. Hopefully before Beltane, but that is not my decision.
Things are happening that is extending our state of not being on the streets, so to say. I got a job out of the blue by an old buddy who came to me, but she is a harsh taskmaster; not that she has a choice. I just hope I can adjust to the job. I suppose I will. After all, it's easier than being at the front of a warehouse production line with a conveyer for unloading and pallet building. The first couple of weeks of that didn't kill me, so hey! And I had to do eleven hour shifts. This job is part time. I can't see a shift lasting for more than six hours. However, right now I feel like death warmed over after three hours. I'm old, fat, out of shape, and have to shlep dish trays all day in addition to washing stuff and putting dishes where they belong. The rest of the staff is as helpful as they can be, but the place is BALLISTIC! It's super high class, and costs a fortune to eat there. The cooks are also total artists. Each plate they serve is a masterpiece.
I really feel sorry for my boss. She doesn't have time for anything but that restaurant. I'm under the impression she literally works 365 days a year. And as for what I know, I have a feeling she doesn't want to hear about it. The Chinese are awesome in so many ways. They also have some major problems, but doesn't everybody? And a few of them were caused by Europe, as in the rest of the world.
No, I'm not going to say where I work.
