Whenever stuck for a topic about which to write in a weekly essay, write about the weather.
The heat wave is finally breaking in the Philadelphia area; that is at least for the next ten days, according to Yahoo’s forecast. I suspect we’ll be having another one before fall sets in, which is barely over a month away, thank goodness.
Seems like only yesterday that I was yearning for spring and warmer temperatures, but, as the adage goes, “Be careful what you wish for.” I’ll not be doing that again. Thinking back at the last several years, I must have wished for basking in the warmth of sunshine while wearing just a flowered shirt and shorts all too often during a cold spell in the middle of winter.
Now, the official end of the summer season, for which Labor Day Weekend is two weeks away, to me is such a godsend. Bring on the cooler temps and the World Series, football games and fall’s changing colors. I’m ready for it all.
Weather forecasting has to be a thankless job, like that of the White House press secretary, with attempting to prognosticate either the will of Mother Nature or that of the president, both of whom can change their minds at a moment’s whim.
Take Yahoo, for instance. I’ve got them as my home page whenever I open the Internet browser. Why not Google, universally synonymous with searching for anything nowadays? The former has been my search-engine go-to since the dawn of the Net, when just a gray background and two shades of blue lettering were the only aesthetics on their web pages.
Originally titled, “Jerry and David’s Guide to the World Wide Web” in March 1994, named after its founders, Jerry Yang and David Filo—two electrical-engineering grad students at Stanford University in California—the web directory changed its name to the present moniker, which is an acronym for “Yet Another Hierarchically Organized Oracle.”
Anyway, Yahoo’s weather forecast on their infographic has a listing of hourly bodements, including temperature and precipitation for the following 24-hour period. It’s changed regularly to reflect the existing conditions. So, what was predicted several hours ago, can be entirely dissimilar at present.
Note on the above illustration, rain appears from 9 a.m. until 1 p.m. on Sunday. Mark my words. Tomorrow morning’s graphic will most likely appear totally different. Please pardon my usage of a flat adverb (different) in the preceding sentence, before the grammar police proceed to get me; but it sounds better (betterly?).
Now there’s another thing that’s unusual about the English language: the difference in spelling between the words, preceding and proceeding. Why are two e’s in the latter and not the former? I always mix them up. Don’t know what I’d do without spell-check. And what about the plural for single letters?
To avoid ambiguity in writing, the apostrophe is used in lower-case letters, such as for i’s. Upper-case letters don’t need it, like for Ps, and Bs—not to be mistaken for bullsh*t—but remember to always mind your p’s and q’s!
In closing, when this habitual groaner starts to express a strong desire for spring, heat and t-shirt weather in the dead of this coming winter, please remind me to keep my wishing-well trap closed.
Thanks for stopping in for a visit, and for your continual support.
*Update on 19th August 2018:
For comparison’s sake, the following is this morning’s graphic from Yahoo. I slept in a little late, but got it from at least 10 a.m.
This next one is from the National Weather Service to support my summer complaints:
Enjoy your week. Hopefully it will be a lot cooler!