The Weather

I never thought I would find myself discussing the weather quite yet. As it stands though, Lafayette is the first place where talking about the weather makes sense. Anywhere else in the world you can make an educated guess as to what is going to happen. Here your craziest bet is as likely as anything else. As likely if not more likely. There is something up with the weather here.

Talking about the weather here is like talking about a crazy person. They may or they may not. Psychology can only explain some of the end results, but it can never predict anything with any degree of accuracy. It does provide an interesting discussion point.

My latest reaction was that it was demon possessed. Give me a break. This was early in the morning. Anyone who knows me well will know that I don't say anything really coherent between the time I wake up and when most of the people around me are starting to eat lunch. This is regardless of the amount of caffeine I ingest. I was on my way out of my 7:30 class, and the weather was black and frowning. And it was crazy cold. And the wind was blowing. I nearly made the sign of the crucifix at it, and then I tried to cross myself, only to realize that I didn't actually have "Hail, Mary" memorized. I fumbled to a stop, blinked, and decided that demon possessed or not, I was going to have to get over it and go outside.