Mood: amorous
Topic: Geekery
It's true: I'm crazy about him. I've never spoken to him and I don't even know his name, but he sets my geeky heart on fire when he writes words like these:
... DYNAMICS LOOK BEST FROM THU 06Z TO 18Z... TROUGH AND VORT LOBE SAG THROUGH SOCAL FRI MORNING. WEAK CYCLONIC CURVATURE OVER THE AREA ...
That's weather geekspeak, roughly translated, for This system appears poised to produce the most rain from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. on Thursday; the front will sink south into our local forecast area on Friday morning under a weak low pressure center. Melts me like a cake left out in the rain.
This isn't my first weather-related Internet schoolgirl crush. I once spent a number of hours admiring the wall cloud and tornado photography of one of the mesoscale forecasters at the Storm Prediction Center in Norman, Oklahoma. Oh, I won't mention his name. It was hopeless -- we are both married; I was pregnant at the time with my older son, and he is the father of two children named after famous hurricanes. There was nothing even remotely sexual about it. It was all about the weather.
God. I am such a fucking geek that sometimes I startle even myself.
Posted by Gretchen
at 2:16 PM PDT
Updated: Friday, April 29, 2005 8:38 AM PDT