I’m not saying I’m overly pale, but if I’m not back in my coffin by sunrise, I turn back into a pumpkin. The best documentary for my life in Dallas is the film “Near Dark.”
Recently, I learned that six cities get more rain in the U.S. than Seattle, and I was beyond stunned. The Rain PR Squad in Seattle must be well-funded, because I was sure that it had the top spot.
*sigh* the amount of times I’ve driven home in a snowstorm, gotten stuck on the freeway (for 6 hours once), and the once it was absolutely nope and I had to get supplies at Target and be stuck in crew quarters for 3 days. FAR better than an empty store; I had a bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom, lounge chairs in front of a big tv, but I hated it. I did get to dispatch in my pajamas, there was that. Not like anyone was GOING anywhere, but I helped coordinate ground crews and sent flight crews with the ambulances. Because you can imagine the fuckery going on.
It was, kind of. We couldn’t get our water truck out for a MONTH. Luckily we prepared and hauled enough water. Both holding tanks full and the truck too. Slogging hay for the horses SUCKED.
I’m not saying I’m overly pale, but if I’m not back in my coffin by sunrise, I turn back into a pumpkin. The best documentary for my life in Dallas is the film “Near Dark.”
In Seattle, sun is among the least of our worries. (Although this summer, we're happy the Canadians are keeping their smoke to themselves!)
Recently, I learned that six cities get more rain in the U.S. than Seattle, and I was beyond stunned. The Rain PR Squad in Seattle must be well-funded, because I was sure that it had the top spot.
From November to March In Australia and New Zealand the sun is out to kill you - it's fierce and unforgiving.
Speaking as someone with an extensive history of anhedonia, I have neither the energy nor enough interest to explain its actual meaning.
Cheerleader Tabby forever.
*sigh* the amount of times I’ve driven home in a snowstorm, gotten stuck on the freeway (for 6 hours once), and the once it was absolutely nope and I had to get supplies at Target and be stuck in crew quarters for 3 days. FAR better than an empty store; I had a bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom, lounge chairs in front of a big tv, but I hated it. I did get to dispatch in my pajamas, there was that. Not like anyone was GOING anywhere, but I helped coordinate ground crews and sent flight crews with the ambulances. Because you can imagine the fuckery going on.
That only sounds fun as a TV drama about a snowstorm. Outside of a script, that’s a nightmare.
It was, kind of. We couldn’t get our water truck out for a MONTH. Luckily we prepared and hauled enough water. Both holding tanks full and the truck too. Slogging hay for the horses SUCKED.