Rob Yeager - The X-Play Intern

While I really wish that the sun would show up here in LA, I’m glad to see the weather in the northeast is a little out of whack, too. Almost every day I’ve been here it has been cloudy or overcast and we will not see the sun until the middle of the afternoon. This doesn’t make for unbearable weather conditions, obviously, but when you’re used to and expecting a certain weather pattern and you get something totally different you can’t help but be a little bummed out. However I am told that once July comes the sun will be shining much more. Whether or not this is a shot in the dark statement of hope or a pseudo-accurate prediction brought to us by meteorologists, I don’t actually know. But I do know that if the sun doesn’t start making morning appearances, I’m going to have to go up to it and tell it a thing or two about doing a job right.

P.S.

Mrs. Hurwitz, despite the fact that we have never met and you have know idea who I am, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you do not even know of my blog’s existence, if on the complete off chance you happen to read this re-blog of your post I have one request: please make comments available on your page again.

Thanks,

Rob Yeager

lolliblog:

Here in the northeast, we have had the coolest, rainiest June on record. Below average temperatures and above average rainfall (it has rained 22 out of the last 24 days) are conspiring to drive us typically stoic New Englanders out of our collective freaking minds. To give you an idea of just how atypical this weather pattern has been, I recently attended the Dave Matthews summer tour concert wearing a jacket and a scarf. We have barely cracked open our windows, much less coveted our neighbor’s central air. Instead of swilling margaritas poolside, we wander the aisles of our local Barnes and Noble, pale as death and unable to shake persistent coughs. And while you may not believe this, my good friend Clarissa tells me that she’s seen trees with leaves that have already started to change color.

Speaking meteorologically, W.T.F.? In the olden days, weather ruled the harvest and hence, our very survival. Now that we can rely on chemical preservatives, weather’s scope of influence has shrunk to our mental health and vacation plans. While crappy weather is annoying, it’s not like it’s going to kill me, at least not directly, and even so, it’s not like I can bitch slap Mother Nature into compliance. I just have this sinking feeling that summer and the Sears-Back-To-School Sale are going to start on the same day.