Did I say it was sunny? I meant it was raining record amounts constantly and consistently. My stupid fat fingers and their never-ending typos.
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I’m sure in INSERT TOWN NAME, where you live, there is the familiar adage that whenever it starts raining everyone forgets how to drive. I’m sure also in INSERT TOWN NAME there is the fairly prevalent feeling that Those People in LA are all wannabe actors that complain too much about the weather; and, if they knew what real weather was all about they’d really have something to cry about.
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This, generally, is true.

This week, however, we have the kind of real weather that would make Texas, Kansas, and perhaps even Florida, look at California with some measure of respect. We’ve had the hail, the tornadoes, the power outages, the flooding, the landslides, and the sinkholes. We’ve had more than one person killed by rivers of mud and the honest to god Falling Rocks that the mountain passes have signs warning us about. We’ve lost a few to drowning. We’ll certainly lose a few more. It is not a fun time in Tinsel Town.
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It is, in fact, rather tragic.
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I had intended to post links to LA Times articles illustrating my point, but power outages in Los Anglese have rendered The Times unable to update their site. Nature, she be a cruel mistress indeed.
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