Summer technically starts June 21st (June 20th for leap years), but there is apparently an unwritten rule in Seattle that the actual warm sunny weather of Summer start on or after July 4th. I consulted my confirmation bias and it tells me that the rule is accurate. The thing about rules though, is that I, along with cool uncles and CEO’s trying to save money by taking a second look at human-rights abuse laws, think they were only made in the first place to be broken. We decided to try and break the “Sunny 4th” rule this year and make the nice weather come early by going out to the most northwest corner of the contiguous united states and facing down the Pacific Ocean.
The old cloud and moisture maker wasn’t initially happy with our defiance and punished us by blowing wind and rain the first day we were there. A few brave souls decided to show our worth by coasting along the turbulent waters on their stomachs and feet. I did my part by consuming as much liquid as I could. The ocean must have respected our efforts because the next day the weather was wonderful. Everyone enjoyed themselves as we believed we brought Summer a day early.
We all acted like Greek heroes that next day as we let our hubris take over. There was way more water gliding, liquid was poisoned with yeast/agave/grain and consumed in great amounts, and worst of all the oceans greatest enemy, fire, was launched in exploding bursts above. It is now the 7th and the weather still hasn’t gone back to the glorious heights of the 3rd. We are all being punished and Summer withheld until the greatness of the ever-expanding salt factory is acknowledged.
I live on the top floor of an apartment with no air conditioning, so I’m actually 100% alright with cooler temperatures.
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