It's that time again folks. Santa Ana season. For those of us in the "Berdo", we have a 2 months of -50% humidity (where H2O is sucked out of you and redistributed to those less fortunate or unwilling to produce their own) and a constant 30 mph wind with gusts up to 187.6 mph in the canyons and passes. You people down in the "Cucs" and "Up There Land" don't know nothin' bout wind. Whens the last time you played "Find the Trash Cans" a block away?
And don't forget the annual mend the fence get together. This is when the neighbors stop by and say, "You may remember me from last year. Yeah, well the fence is buckling again so I'll be doing some mending on your side of the yard." That's when I say, "No sweat, needs some help?" And they say, "Oh no, I do this every year, so It's no problem."
Another lovely perk about wind season is the haunting banshee like shrill of a stiff breeze finding it's way into any available crevasse afforded to by a much neglected bedroom window seal. May be I'll finally replace those two sliders upstairs.
Well, enjoy the nice breeze in your part of the valley. I'll be up here collecting my roof tiles from the 215 fwy and watching the STOP signs bend in half.
Kardinal
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