Oh man, mostly cloudy.
Just another accidental VHS time capsule.
RageCast! A bold new idea in weather forecast stupidity in which I look at the probability map for an upcoming severe weather event and try to match its shape to that of an internet meme “rage face.”
Tomorrow is not lookin’ pretty, folks – seriously, just talk to the face. Continue reading
I had this idea last year, but too late in the lower midwest’s spring tornado season to implement it. That and the tornadoes that were happening were killing people – if I did start it last year, it’d be “too soon.” Ah, who am I kidding, it’s probably still “too soon”, but this is meant to lift spirits and incite laughter, not to poke fun at anyone’s grievous losses.
Tomorrow is my immediate area’s first day of 2014 in the cross-hatched bubble. Actually, back up – let me explain. Continue reading
We should have listened. Now it’s too late! Game over!
One of the cats woke me up shortly before 2am. She was very insistent about it. She then led me into my room and jumped up on my desk, drawing my attention to the giant bow echo that’s on a beeline for us by way of Tulsa and OKC. Fascinating. Is the weather radar display on enough that even a cat has some inkling as to how to interpret it, just from sheer repeat exposure? It’ll be interesting to see if this is a recurring phenomenon.
And yes, it was actually this cat
Cute kittehs with awareness of severe weather could really shake up the TV WX biz, too. *rubs hands together greedily* Contact
me the Green Agency for more information. We have a variety of photogenic weather kittehs available to do custom forecasts and weather cut-ins.
If there’s any interest, I’ll process it at full screen resolution. As it is, the knocked-down version is
over 2.5 almost 3 almost 5 megs of GIF, so it’s after the jump. Continue reading
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve developed an occasional fascination with reading up on stuff that scared the hell out of me as a kid, even if the scare-the-hell-out-of-me factor was impossibly silly and irrational. I’ve gotten to where I value reason, and knowing, over knee-jerk emotional reactions. (Let’s face it, in this house, I kinda have to be the one to do that.) Sometimes it’s something as silly as figuring out why a certain movie freaked me out as a kid. Sometimes it’s about figuring out more about a specific sound used to scare the hell out of me. Something like this sound. Continue reading
Sit back for this one. I’m about to tell you how I became a teevee weatherman. And what happened to the teevee weatherman I replaced.
Weather in a broadcast venue has always completely fascinated me. How the hell do these guys know this stuff? Of course, now I know: the nice government-employed meteorologists at the National Weather Service do most of the legwork for them. The TV guys said it with personality. Or at least that’s what it says on the job description when you sign on the dotted line. Continue reading