And If The Wind Is Right You Can Sail Away And Find Tranquility
Okay, let's take a wee respite from the usual daily deluge of war, famine, pestilence, economic chaos, political corruption, ecological disaster, and have a little moment of serenity:
Take a deep breath...
Now, let it out - slowly.
Feel better? I sure do.
Now that we have that out of the way, I have to say, those eggheads in the "reality-based community" really may be onto something with this whole "Global Warming" thing; three straight days (with a fourth day in the works) of plus-90 degree heat in mid-July is NOT normal for this part of the country. Yes, I understand others have it even worse, what with blackouts in NYC, insufferable humidity in the South and Northeast, forest fires in the Southwest, etc., etc., but for us, this is the equivalent. It's just not something with which we have adequate coping skills; hardly anyone has home air-conditioning, for example; and there's a good reason why Seattle leads the nation in sales of sunglasses - namely, because we're always losing them through general lack of need, which severely diminishes their status as a permanent fashion accessory.
Fortunately, the one thing we are blessed with up here is proximity to large, cool, reasonably clean bodies of water. And based on my observations this past weekend, it appears a significant portion of the population was taking advantage of these geographic amenities. Lake Union for instance was crowded as all get-out yesterday. During the afternoon, at least two boat races were in progress, which certainly must have presented challenges to the crews, what with the over abundance of other water-denizens: scores of kayakers, canoeists, day sailers, powerboaters, inner-tubers, swimmers, splashers, and one former resident of Malibu paddling around on a surfboard. The float plane pilots must similarly have had their take-off and landing skills tested to the max. And then there was the wedding that took place in the middle of the lake aboard the venerable Virginia V. Seriously, if it had been any more crowded, people could have just walked from one side of the lake to the other by hopping from boat-to-boat, like an aprez Duck Dodge raft-up.
At this rate, assuming the eggheads are correct, and that this massive climatic adjustment isn't just some sort of environmental bugbear, as some people would have us believe, then I figure in about 30 or 40 years the Pacific Northwest may very well lay claim to the title of "The Cote d' Azure of North America". We've certainly already got plenty of luxury yachts, plus our own international film festival, so all we'd really need would be a few swanky casinos (sorry Emerald Queen), and perhaps a neighboring principality, just to give us that frisson of aristocratic respectability that the Jet-Setters admire so.
Hm, maybe we should start working on that petitition drive to get Medina to secede from the Union. I'll bet I know a couple of people who might sign that.
on 10:22 AM