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Water. Trauma. Air. Memory. Tears in rain, courage in the flood.

Nammu, Tiamat, Enlil, Marduk. Powers that be, bless me, bless these my children, pass us by.
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It didn't even break 80 degrees today. In Houston. In September.

WTF.
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First cicada in full song, 8/25/14 at 8:01 PM. Literally minutes after getting the notice that Cristobal had been upgraded to a Category 1 on my phone. Summer is finally starting to unwind.

I've been hearing cicadas doing the low slow warm-up buzz since mid-July, but this was the first one doing the full-blown mating call. Wonder what took them so long?
omorka: (Dryad)
Palms turned towards the sun
Catch a taste of summer's heat -
Leap Day in Houston.
omorka: (Dryad)
Palms turned towards the sun
Catch a taste of summer's heat -
Leap Day in Houston.
omorka: (Dryad)
IT'S RAINING IN HOUSTON OMFG

We actually got almost a quarter-inch! Some part of me still feels silly celebrating a quarter-inch, but the ground is actually damp and the trees are all shaking in relief and I don't care whether it's silly or not, it's RAIN and it's relief and thank all the gods.

Oh, and I made purple-hulled peas for lunch and they're awesome, too, but I got woken up by thunder and it's all kinds of awesome and the radar says there might even be a little more coming.
omorka: (Dryad)
IT'S RAINING IN HOUSTON OMFG

We actually got almost a quarter-inch! Some part of me still feels silly celebrating a quarter-inch, but the ground is actually damp and the trees are all shaking in relief and I don't care whether it's silly or not, it's RAIN and it's relief and thank all the gods.

Oh, and I made purple-hulled peas for lunch and they're awesome, too, but I got woken up by thunder and it's all kinds of awesome and the radar says there might even be a little more coming.
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Whoa, look at that mess out there.

Whoa, look at that mess not quite reaching us.

:-/
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Whoa, look at that mess out there.

Whoa, look at that mess not quite reaching us.

:-/
omorka: (XKCD Boom-De-Yada)
Rivers change course. They meander, they cast off oxbow lakes, they cut new channels, they merge, they split. They find the low ground and the fastest way to the sea as it calls them, Oshun returning to Maman Yemaya. It does no good to tame them; you can't - if Oshun doesn't slip out of your grasp, if Yemaya does not swell onto the land to claim her wayward child, then Oya will shake her skirts and blow a storm to send the river where she wills.

For upwards of sixty years, the Army Corps of Engineers has been in a protracted battle with the Father of Waters, that he should stay in his current course instead of swallowing his daughter, the Atchafalaya, and following her much shorter course to the Gulf of Mexico. The upshot of this struggle is that he has been held, just barely, at the cost of raising the floor of his current channel - such that when he does change course, instead of merely switching positions, with the Atchafalaya becoming the main stream and the current one being the distributary, instead the current channel will be too high to maintain a flow that will keep the salt water of the Gulf at bay, and will become a brackish estuary. Needless to say, this will be bad for New Orleans, and (not incidentally) nearly as disastrous for Baton Rouge.

The current flood may be the one that shakes him loose. But even if it isn't, that flood will come one day; the only question is when. Well, that's not quite true. Then will come other questions, like "Is Lake Pontchartrain (which is itself brackish) capable of supplying enough water for New Orleans by itself?" and "If the Mississippi is no longer navigable to the Port of New Orleans, are the Ports of Houston and Mobile big enough to handle the increase in shipping traffic?" and "Is the Tennessee-Tombigbee waterway big enough to handle the sudden shift in river traffic?" (No, no, and no, as far as I can tell so far. Having said that, the Tenn-Tom does take some of the flood pressure off of the Mississippi by diverting some of the Tennessee's flow down to Mobile.)

Some interesting reads on the topic:

The Control of Nature: Atchafalaya is a fantastic article by John McPhee from the New Yorker - in 1987. It's long. Read it anyway. Katrina haunts the edges, of course, but the article is mostly about the interplay between the river, the Corps, and the people of southern Louisiana. There are moments of phenomenal writing scattered through the article, as well. (Warning: it reads like it was OCRed and re-edited in haste, which I suspect is the case - there are some odd spelling errors.)

The Flood Last Time: Almost Apocalypse, at the Daily Impact, is from earlier this month, and is much shorter - just a review of the Flood of '73 and what almost happened at the Old River Control Structure. It's a very succinct summary, though. And I have to say, that title was effective - sent a shiver down my spine, and I've not been in that faith for nearly two decades.
omorka: (XKCD Boom-De-Yada)
Rivers change course. They meander, they cast off oxbow lakes, they cut new channels, they merge, they split. They find the low ground and the fastest way to the sea as it calls them, Oshun returning to Maman Yemaya. It does no good to tame them; you can't - if Oshun doesn't slip out of your grasp, if Yemaya does not swell onto the land to claim her wayward child, then Oya will shake her skirts and blow a storm to send the river where she wills.

For upwards of sixty years, the Army Corps of Engineers has been in a protracted battle with the Father of Waters, that he should stay in his current course instead of swallowing his daughter, the Atchafalaya, and following her much shorter course to the Gulf of Mexico. The upshot of this struggle is that he has been held, just barely, at the cost of raising the floor of his current channel - such that when he does change course, instead of merely switching positions, with the Atchafalaya becoming the main stream and the current one being the distributary, instead the current channel will be too high to maintain a flow that will keep the salt water of the Gulf at bay, and will become a brackish estuary. Needless to say, this will be bad for New Orleans, and (not incidentally) nearly as disastrous for Baton Rouge.

The current flood may be the one that shakes him loose. But even if it isn't, that flood will come one day; the only question is when. Well, that's not quite true. Then will come other questions, like "Is Lake Pontchartrain (which is itself brackish) capable of supplying enough water for New Orleans by itself?" and "If the Mississippi is no longer navigable to the Port of New Orleans, are the Ports of Houston and Mobile big enough to handle the increase in shipping traffic?" and "Is the Tennessee-Tombigbee waterway big enough to handle the sudden shift in river traffic?" (No, no, and no, as far as I can tell so far. Having said that, the Tenn-Tom does take some of the flood pressure off of the Mississippi by diverting some of the Tennessee's flow down to Mobile.)

Some interesting reads on the topic:

The Control of Nature: Atchafalaya is a fantastic article by John McPhee from the New Yorker - in 1987. It's long. Read it anyway. Katrina haunts the edges, of course, but the article is mostly about the interplay between the river, the Corps, and the people of southern Louisiana. There are moments of phenomenal writing scattered through the article, as well. (Warning: it reads like it was OCRed and re-edited in haste, which I suspect is the case - there are some odd spelling errors.)

The Flood Last Time: Almost Apocalypse, at the Daily Impact, is from earlier this month, and is much shorter - just a review of the Flood of '73 and what almost happened at the Old River Control Structure. It's a very succinct summary, though. And I have to say, that title was effective - sent a shiver down my spine, and I've not been in that faith for nearly two decades.
omorka: (Boys In Grey - Comic)
Saw the first pink evening primroses along the roadsides on Thursday; now they're all over the place. The oaks are having sex with everything around them. The wisteria are just starting to open.

Spring Break started Friday. Need to do some spring cleaning over the break; the kitchen, in particular, needs a little work.

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Went to Con-Jour III this weekend. Went to two games, neither of which made (well, apparently one of them did, but over an hour after I'd given up waiting and left). Attended several panels, none of them spectacular, although I did get a few ideas from some of them, especially the costuming panel, which was very well attended. I did enjoy Jody Lynn Nye's, the guest of honor's, contributions to the panels. (Wonder if the organizers would take my suggestions for a couple of panels for next year?)

I spent a big chunk of Saturday in the cartoon!Venkman uniform, although I forgot my elbow pads. The local Ghostbusters troupe, the Houston Area Ghostbusters, were out in force, and I spent a while hanging around their table in Artists' Alley. They do self-insert/OC costuming rather than being one of the original four, but they all said a cartoon continuity costume would be welcome in their group, so I might need to work on a second outfit. They also tipped me off to an eBay auctioneer who does custom name patches.

Of course, if I'm going to do that, I need to actually come up with at least a trap prop, and possibly a meter - the pack's probably a ways off yet. (Most of them had the commercial movie-prop meter, which is cool but not accurate for what I want to do.)

The Spouse had to work during the day Saturday; he ended up bringing [livejournal.com profile] cheshirebast down after they closed the shop, which I wasn't expecting, but I enjoyed showing him around the con. Unfortunately, since it's a university con at a school that shuts down early, there wasn't a whole lot going on after 9 pm. We swung back by this morning, although Spouse and I were late - there was some sort of walk-a-thon going on down Allen Parkway, so we had to go way out of our way to get onto I-45.

Still a very small con, although certainly not as small as the first year. I was a little disappointed in the dealer's room, although I did pick up three things (all of them jewelry). It's probably just as well that the Mythos troupe didn't try and put a game on - we might well not have made. OTOH, I ran into the gaming coordinator for Apollocon, and she's interested in having us there - and might be able to pull enough strings to fix our volunteer issue. She's at least going to ask.
omorka: (Boys In Grey - Comic)
Saw the first pink evening primroses along the roadsides on Thursday; now they're all over the place. The oaks are having sex with everything around them. The wisteria are just starting to open.

Spring Break started Friday. Need to do some spring cleaning over the break; the kitchen, in particular, needs a little work.

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Went to Con-Jour III this weekend. Went to two games, neither of which made (well, apparently one of them did, but over an hour after I'd given up waiting and left). Attended several panels, none of them spectacular, although I did get a few ideas from some of them, especially the costuming panel, which was very well attended. I did enjoy Jody Lynn Nye's, the guest of honor's, contributions to the panels. (Wonder if the organizers would take my suggestions for a couple of panels for next year?)

I spent a big chunk of Saturday in the cartoon!Venkman uniform, although I forgot my elbow pads. The local Ghostbusters troupe, the Houston Area Ghostbusters, were out in force, and I spent a while hanging around their table in Artists' Alley. They do self-insert/OC costuming rather than being one of the original four, but they all said a cartoon continuity costume would be welcome in their group, so I might need to work on a second outfit. They also tipped me off to an eBay auctioneer who does custom name patches.

Of course, if I'm going to do that, I need to actually come up with at least a trap prop, and possibly a meter - the pack's probably a ways off yet. (Most of them had the commercial movie-prop meter, which is cool but not accurate for what I want to do.)

The Spouse had to work during the day Saturday; he ended up bringing [livejournal.com profile] cheshirebast down after they closed the shop, which I wasn't expecting, but I enjoyed showing him around the con. Unfortunately, since it's a university con at a school that shuts down early, there wasn't a whole lot going on after 9 pm. We swung back by this morning, although Spouse and I were late - there was some sort of walk-a-thon going on down Allen Parkway, so we had to go way out of our way to get onto I-45.

Still a very small con, although certainly not as small as the first year. I was a little disappointed in the dealer's room, although I did pick up three things (all of them jewelry). It's probably just as well that the Mythos troupe didn't try and put a game on - we might well not have made. OTOH, I ran into the gaming coordinator for Apollocon, and she's interested in having us there - and might be able to pull enough strings to fix our volunteer issue. She's at least going to ask.
omorka: (Zaftig-formal)
How cold is it?

It's so cold I wore trousers today, that's how cold.

Not leggings - trousers. With the lining and everything. Unfortunately, I only have three pairs. (For those who don't know me IRL: I almost never wear pants. I find them uncomfortably binding. However, today that was preferable to the draft.)

Oh, and closed-toed shoes, too. Of which I need to get another pair; the ones I have are terribly uncomfortable. And socks. This is ridiculous, y'all. The Gulf needs to get its act together and push this stupid arctic air back where it belongs, so I can run around barelegged like I'm supposed to, or at a minimum just wear tights.

Tomorrow won't be a snow day unless something stupid happens, but they might dismiss early if it looks like it's going to be a mess. I'd rather we not have a weather day at all (I don't want my calendar messed up this early in the semester), but if we have to have one, I'd rather just miss Friday - that can be fixed. I have a test to give. (On the other hand, I also have a parent conference on Friday that I'd just as well skip, so there's an upside.)
omorka: (Zaftig-formal)
How cold is it?

It's so cold I wore trousers today, that's how cold.

Not leggings - trousers. With the lining and everything. Unfortunately, I only have three pairs. (For those who don't know me IRL: I almost never wear pants. I find them uncomfortably binding. However, today that was preferable to the draft.)

Oh, and closed-toed shoes, too. Of which I need to get another pair; the ones I have are terribly uncomfortable. And socks. This is ridiculous, y'all. The Gulf needs to get its act together and push this stupid arctic air back where it belongs, so I can run around barelegged like I'm supposed to, or at a minimum just wear tights.

Tomorrow won't be a snow day unless something stupid happens, but they might dismiss early if it looks like it's going to be a mess. I'd rather we not have a weather day at all (I don't want my calendar messed up this early in the semester), but if we have to have one, I'd rather just miss Friday - that can be fixed. I have a test to give. (On the other hand, I also have a parent conference on Friday that I'd just as well skip, so there's an upside.)
omorka: (Fiver & the Black Rabbit)
Hope everyone had a safe and dry Ike Day.

*eyes Igor and Julia suspiciously*
omorka: (Fiver & the Black Rabbit)
Hope everyone had a safe and dry Ike Day.

*eyes Igor and Julia suspiciously*
omorka: (Dryad)
First cicada song was on Wednesday. The dirge of summer has sounded . . .
omorka: (Dryad)
First cicada song was on Wednesday. The dirge of summer has sounded . . .

More Rain

Jul. 8th, 2010 12:35 pm
omorka: (Dryad)
Like we needed more . . . is this from TD Two, or just random storms off the Gulf?

At least the southern half of Texas is out of drought conditions, but man, the ground was already saturated. This is all just going to run off and cause street flooding. :-(

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