The National Weather Service sends me approximately 30 (largely useless) email alerts a day, most of which I ignore: Heat Advisory! Flood Warning! Hurricane Watch!
Wait, what? I don’t typically pay much attention to the first two, except to wear dresses on hot days & pack an umbrella on rainy ones. But that third warning appeared in my inbox today, quickly followed by an email from my landlords about precautionary measures to take in case Hurricane Earl touches down & tears the District to shreds (my wording, not theirs).
I am from Ohio, which means that never have I ever even thought about hurricanes in my vicinity, much less received an email telling me to expect one. Lake Erie, while dirty & cold, does not exactly produce powerful, spiraling storms.
My thought process on hurricanes goes something like this: RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
But today’s Earl Watch email also got me thinking about the year in weather. Mother Nature decided to play a lot of practical jokes on the District of Columbia in 2010. What do you think her to-do list for the District looked like? Based on the eight months & two days we've already been through, I came up with the following:
You know what else should have made the list? The breaking news of bull sharks in the Potomac. EARTHQUAKES & SHARKS (& HURRICANES). This city is a Brandtson song.