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I've landed in Beantown!!! Now the slow process to make it an hour south Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I would do horrible things for that to be right Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I believe my substance was worthwhile Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I'm telling you what is literally on the damn test, haha, 2 degrees Celsius for a 1000' is the average. Whatever point you try to make with all these post your condescending arrogance makes the cause worse for it. You come in and doubt observations from the past, which is fine as many were shit. But than you use those same observations in your posts about a place having the warmest observations in 8 of last 120 years. Pick one or the other or if not at least have a journal worthy study to back you up on my your cherry picking is the be all end all of data that is at least site specific. Further you list locations, each 35 miles apart with the higher altitude one being west of the lower altitude one in a predominantly west to east flow with at least a range peak in-between if not multiple, which you did not adjust for downslope effects on temperature on leeside of said mountains. Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Not anymore Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I'm at the Philly airport again hoping this new flight won't be cancelled like last night was after a 3 hr delay Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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You are not getting anywhere close to 5 unless you're in Arizona. Flight schools teach 3.5 f per 1000'. So unless you are getting inversion funk he's at most a 1.75 degree F difference with KMDT and less the more humid it is Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Also we just need the moisture tapped by a wave. I think tomorrow may over preform because of that as well Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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At least we should be able to tell if the GFS is out to lunch soon Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I seriously bet they got hit with a spin up that are all so common in the intense feeder bands or eye wall. It almost perfectly explains the difference in damage and the fact of the curtains were sucked out Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I wonder why such a difference Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Wait, the place nextdoor was not effected? Was it a street back with your original place on the beach? Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Maybe it's the amount of sugar, but God the hangovers on that stuff were legendary Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I would actually love to ride out a hurricane in a bar in a golf course. What I would hate is the weeks afterward with no A/C Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I have bad bad memories from the banana version of this many moons ago Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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I can only imagine the lines at movie theaters, the crowds at hotel pools (especially if they have indoor pools), and grocery stores being some Lord of the flies distopian hellscape with all booze sold out in a 40 mile radius as the reality of being stuck with many children for days on end in a small condo or hotel room dawns upon the parents the desire for even bankers club vodka reaches sights unheard off outside fraternity houses Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Did they try to recruit you into SAR due to your background? Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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But I was talking about performance to the current state of things, not future. I agree on the skepticism but I put more weight then normal on its possibility because of its past performance this week Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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The ICON supposedly has kicked butt on this system Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Time to go look at pictures from the mac daddy storm Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Tuesday Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Chat GPT take Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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### A Day in the Life of Weather Weenies: The Central PA Storm Saga #### Morning: The Snowstorm Cometh In the dim morning light of rural Pennsylvania, Bubbler was already at his post, scanning the horizon from his mountain perch. "Looks like we’re finally getting some decent snowfall," he muttered, pleased to see the first flakes of the much-anticipated storm. His drought-prone nerves calmed momentarily, he posted a quick update on the Weather Weenies forum: “Snow's starting! Let’s hope it sticks and doesn’t pull one of those Pennsylvania vanishing acts.” #### Mid-Morning: A Snowy Start Voyager, hauling freight through Schuylkill County, was on his CB radio, grumbling about the cold. “I hate the cold, but give me a blizzard any day over this bone-chilling drizzle! It’s coming down good here. Just hope it doesn’t split around us like usual.” He cranked up the heater in his cab and fantasized about Arizona’s dry heat, though his love for snowstorms kept him in high spirits. #### Late Morning: The First Change By 10 a.m., Canderson, the flamboyant Texan turned Broadway aficionado, was twirling through his living room, practicing his latest show tunes. “Snow in Pennsylvania is so understated compared to the grand Texas storms, but I'll take it!” His Lexus, parked outside, was getting a fresh dusting. “Bigger, better, snowier!” he declared with theatrical flair. A notification on his phone buzzed, warning of an incoming change in the storm. “Oh, the plot thickens!” he exclaimed. #### Noon: The Shift to Rain Jns2183, the stat-loving bartender, glanced at his weather app during a break at the pub. "Guys, the models are showing a shift to rain," he posted on the forum, adding a barrage of historical data. "Remember the 1967 storm that did the same thing? Classic shift. We’re looking at a 60% chance of it turning to rain by noon.” His patrons, used to his weather rants, rolled their eyes but couldn't help but get drawn into the storm’s drama. #### Afternoon: The Deluge As predicted, by early afternoon, the snow had turned into a heavy downpour. Pillow, living near the creek, was already on edge. “It’s pouring, and the creek’s rising fast,” he fretted, checking the water levels obsessively. “I knew this would happen. Why can’t we just have a nice, calm snowstorm?” His posts were a mix of weather updates and anxious outbursts about potential flooding. #### Early Evening: Winds Picking Up By 5 p.m., the rain had tapered off, but the wind had picked up fiercely. Bubbler noted the gusts from his mountain perch. “Hold onto your hats, folks. This wind is no joke!” he warned, watching trees sway dangerously. Voyager, now parked for the night, felt his truck rock in the gusts. “Here we go again,” he sighed, securing his cargo. #### Evening: Canderson’s Siding Saga Canderson, meanwhile, was having a familiar crisis. “Not again!” he shouted over the wind, seeing a piece of his siding fly off. “This happens every time! The drama, the destruction! Why must the wind always target my house?” He updated the forum with his latest woes, adding a touch of Broadway drama to his complaint. #### Night: Reflections and Camaraderie As night fell, the storm began to calm, leaving behind a landscape transformed by snow, rain, and wind. The Weather Weenies regrouped on the forum to share their tales. Jns2183 provided a detailed statistical breakdown of the day’s weather events, while Pillow relayed his relief at the creek subsiding. Voyager shared photos of snow-covered highways, and Canderson's dramatic retelling of his siding’s demise brought a chuckle to the group. Bubbler, ever the optimist, summed it up: “Just another day in the life of a weather weenie. We survived the storm, and the adventure continues.” Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Does someone have a link to the day in a life post? Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
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Some humor from CHAT GPT ### National Weather Service Afternoon Discussion #### **Foreboding August 4th, 2024** **Discussion:** Lo! Behold the tempest’s dread approach, a furious Category 5 behemoth, a hurricane of titanic and libertine proportions, advancing with the unbridled passion of the damned upon the unsuspecting Chesapeake Bay. The heavens, in their capricious fancy, have conspired to deliver unto us a maelstrom of apocalyptic grandeur. **Current Weather Conditions:** The skies have darkened to a sullen, melancholic grey, pregnant with the promise of chaos and ruin. The wind howls like a scorned lover, tearing through the placid summer air with wild abandon. The bay itself trembles in anticipation, its serene surface soon to be ravaged by the oncoming beast. **Short-Term Forecast:** Brace yourselves, for within the next 12 hours, this harbinger of nature’s fury shall descend upon us. The very air will throb with a carnal intensity as wind speeds exceed 160 miles per hour, lashing all within its path. Rain, in torrents that would make the most hardened souls weep, shall fall unrelentingly, drowning the land in a deluge of biblical proportions. **Medium- to Long-Term Forecast:** Beyond the immediate carnage, the future remains shrouded in a veil of uncertainty. Yet, we foresee a landscape laid bare by the tempest’s caprice, a scene of desolation where once thrived bucolic peace. The models, those treacherous whispers of prediction, suggest a westward turn post-landfall, dragging its destructive beauty inland, leaving a trail of heartbreak and wreckage in its wake. **Technical Details:** Our guidance stems from a confluence of data as fickle and tempestuous as the storm itself. We peer into the entrails of the GFS and ECMWF, seeking patterns in the chaos. Yet, the heart of this hurricane beats with the erratic fervor of a libertine’s desires, defying precise prediction. The atmospheric dynamics at play are a ballet of high and low pressures, a dance of death across the mid-Atlantic. **Hazards and Warnings:** We implore thee, heed this solemn warning: Evacuate with haste, for the wrath of this storm is not to be trifled with. The bay’s waters shall surge with an unholy might, inundating the land with their brackish embrace. Winds shall rend trees and homes alike, casting them asunder in a fit of nature’s unbridled ecstasy. Seek refuge, and pray, if you are so inclined, for the mercy of calmer climes. In conclusion, dear inhabitants of the Chesapeake, prepare yourselves for a nightmarish yet sublime encounter with the raw, untamed power of the natural world. As Byron might pen in his darkest reveries, "The sky is changed!—and such a change! Oh night / And storm and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, / Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light / Of a dark eye in woman!" #### End of Discussion --- Sent from my SM-G970U using Tapatalk
