Storm’s a brewing outside. The dogs are not pleased. They’ve been cooped up all day and are now rampaging around the livingroom. Nora’s been chasing Taylor around for the past twenty minutes, biting her ankles and jowls.

We had thunder and lightning this morning and have a pretty steady freezing rain right now. I’ve been watching the surf cams and weather reports, waiting for the wind to shift to a W or NW or WNW, whatever, just not an East. Doesn’t look like it’s going to happen before dark. Bummer. That’s okay though, I guess, because tomorrow morning’s wave forecast looks huge and so far is predicted to carry over into Saturday. I’m going to try to get out both days if possible.

Friday
Northwest winds to 30 knots decreasing to 15 to 25 knots in the late morning and afternoon. Mostly cloudy with scattered snow showers. Waves 9 to 13 feet subsiding to 4 to 7 feet in the afternoon. (wunderground.com)

Jordan made it down to Corpus Christi last night, arriving to eighty degree weather. I was jealous enough that I spent about three hours this afternoon applying for jobs in national parks that I have no chance of getting. I could be a forestry technician near San Diego, right?