Ok. I’ve tried to resist singing the praises of this weather, I really have…
But I give in, because goddamn, that March forecast is amazing.
Ok. I’ve tried to resist singing the praises of this weather, I really have…
But I give in, because goddamn, that March forecast is amazing.
I just started a night shift job and have been looking for stuff to do in Rochester in the middle of the night (for my days off!) I'd loooove to see the Aurora Borealis- do you know of somewhere on the web that I can regularly check to see if there's activity reported at Lake Ontario?
Asked by emilyrosewords
“…night shift job…”
Hmmm… are you a crime fighter? Batma… err… Catwoman?
That’d be awesome.
Anyway. I have both of these sites bookmarked and I check them somewhat regularly. They can usually provide a few days notice when a severe CME is discovered, giving you a chance to prepare for a viewing:
Good luck!
Fine. I’ll play along.
It’s so hot that the insects are drinking water from the birdbath. No joke.
I’ve never seen insects drink water, but they keep flying into this thing, dipping their heads in the water, and then flying away. Weird and awesome at the same time.
That’ll do, Rochester. That’ll do.
In her element (Taken with Instagram at Rochester, NY)
Look! I made something!
The tell-tale evidence that I’ve been having fun at the expense of the roads and parking lots of my town.
Winter and July.
We’re sick of snowpacalypse and snowmageddon.
The best we have so far is Snowtorious B.I.G. Can you top that?
Here in Rochester we’re calling it “Wednesday… meh.”
Awesome.
Brrr.
This is awesome.
Rochester (and western NY in general) is no stranger to snow, and we tend to take a lot of pride in our ability to continue operating normally during a near-constant flow of precipitation between November and April, but this? This is an unprecedented barrage of historical proportions. We’re just halfway through the month and we’ve nearly broken the record, which means we’re not only going to set a new record, but we’re going to make the old record our bitch. I would not be surprised if we hit 65”+.
Yeah, but it’s a GODAMN MOTHERFUCKER WHEN DID I TURN MY SEAT HEATER ON heat.
51°F in January: Woo hoo! Break out the shorts! Heat wave! Let’s go swimming!
51°F in June: FML! I don’t want to get out of the shower! The air is so cold out there! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!