Monsoon Madness

As I heard it put today, this is weird Whiskey Wednesday weegness! Hurricane Patricia has made her way north and is showering everyone with love, and water. So much watta, watta everywhere! I feel like we got acquainted enough today to just go with Hurricane Trish, or maybe Hurricane Patty, or even to be as bold as to go with Hurricane Patti. I guess I'm not quite sure the exact kind of hurricane it is so I better keep things formal. After all, she comes from the south. So she rained all over it all. Soaked us to the bone and back again. This means a day or two out of the field before the last push to get across the finish line. I'm already chomping at the bit for the data portion to commence. Well not chomping exactly. Maybe just some mild excitement. Like the kind you get when you know you're going to get mail. Not quite 'your package from what you bought on Ebay' mail but a letter from a relative type of mail. You know what I mean. And yeah, I should check into Ebay, it's been over a year. I wonder if I remember my password. Is it poo? Or ass? I think those are taken. I'm sure I scrawled it down in my ninety nine cent Batman notebook I bought at a SAAN store. Remember when those were a thing? I barely did when I saw one going out of business five years ago. I had to stop, what fool would pass up such an opportunity. Not this fool I tell you. I got a few items included the aforementioned notebook. Which may be lost to the sands of time. Or the SAANs of time. Yes! I can't top that, so I'm out.