During the campaign, Barack Obama was linked to Weatherman William Ayers, who was a domestic terrorist in the 1970s. It made me think about growing up with the weathermen on the nightly news stations. People like Dr. George Fishbeck and Fritz Coleman.
Those days are gone, since the weather reports today are given by women. The major exception is KABC, which still uses Dallas Raines and Johnny Mountain. I have a friend who lives in Dallas Raines’ neighborhood, and watches him leave for work every day. Sometimes, Dallas has a jacket on a sunny day. That’s when my friend makes sure that there’s a jacket in the car that day.
I didn’t realize the evolution of women doing the weather forecasts until a friend sent me a link for the “Hottest Weathergirls on TV”. It also made me remember that at one time I wanted to be involved in weather prediction.
When I was a teenager, the ABC Saturday evening lineup was “Fantasy Island”, “Love Boat”, and “Love, American Style” “Love, American Style” was a collection of mini-episodes (about 15-20 minutes long) that dealt with mature subject matter. So my parents forbade me to watch it. Which, as a teenager, made it more important to try and see it.
One of the segments I saw involved a single guy in his apartment when he heard a noise outside his door. He opened the door and found a beautiful girl in a silver lame outfit that hugged her curves. He invited her in and offered her a glass of water, which she accepted.
As he was getting the water, she told him that she was from another planet and was sent to explore Earth. He didn’t believe her, but gave her the glass of water.
As she started to drink the water, she started choking. He responded by patting her back to help clear her throat. She demanded to know why he did that, since they hardly knew each other. He said that she was choking and he was helping her to clear her throat. She responded by saying that it was how the people on her planet reproduce.
After the shocked look on his face, she asked how people on Earth reproduce. He whispered something in her ear. She responded by saying, “Oh, that’s how my people predict the weather.”
It was then that I realized that my future was in meteorology.
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That was an entertaining post. So was the time you fell asleep during a "prediction".
There's no sense in you using an alias, since I told that story to only a handful of people.
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