If It Keeps Up, It Won't Come Down

We've had some odd rain lately. Two days ago, there was the pitter-patter of a very light rainfall during supper; very quickly, it turned into a raging squall. Reminded me of a spoiled little brat of a kid who goes from fussy into full-blast tantrum in a matter of seconds. The rains came, the winds came and they carried on at full volume for several minutes until they (a) ran out of steam or (b) more likely just took their show on the road and moved off.

Today, just the rain. A few drops here and there, then the firehose opened up. Straight down it came, from cloud to ground, drenching even those who were mere yards from safety.

Speaking of tantrums and rain: we had a somewhat immature freshman in a high school where I worked. He was known for his tantrums. I think one time he threw one in class and a couple of students went out and got two small buckets of water which they poured over him. End of tantrum.

Someone told me that, in Florida, it can be raining on one side of the street and not the other. It's that well-defined. There are places, especially in Southeast Alaska, where daily rain is common; in Southwest Florida, so uncommon that the daily newspaper is free when it rains (maybe 5 days per year).

The weather is quiet now, although I can hear lightning static on the radio. Probably storms off in the distance and nothing we will get overnight.