Dangerous, Dirty, and Unfun

“Although the odds against it are staggering, it MIGHT turn out to be sublime.”

Flower

I was starting to come around on that dirty water until this . . .

Not sure if you heard me complain about the weather up here in the Hub of the Universe for the past month or so. I do my best to have an Epictetus-esque stiff upper lip when it comes to the weather, but this past June just weighed on me, as it did most people around here.

Why? Because it’s been like, a hundred years since the last time Boston had a more miserable June. The good folks over at the Boston Globe put together this nifty interactive calendar to show you just how ridiculously crappy the weather was. Look at it! Only 27 percent of the suns rays shined on us last month! On a third of all June days, there wasn’t even enough sunlight to cast a shadow!

That’s not weather. That’s a month-long sojourn into a hellish nightmarescape of sodden dread. You had to be here. It’s not even that the sun didn’t shine. It’s that the cold, damp atmosphere actually fed on the dreams of an already existentially disturbed populace. It was terrible.

And then it was sunny and in the mid-70s last weekend, and everyone just moved on. It’s amazing what actually getting your daily supply of vitamin D can do for the spirits.

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