Sunday, April 13, 2014

Coachella Fest 2014

LET THE WILD RUMPUS START!
Nope, I’m not talking about Where the Wild Things Are, although if you asked me, I’d have to say they’re right behind my wall. I’m talking about the first of two Coachella Fests 2014.


 While the traffic around my neighborhood hasn’t been that bad—jeez, let me go knock on some wood real quick—the weather has been quite unpleasant. Friday’s sun and 100F temps seem to have melted the clothes off the festers, for I found bras hanging on the chain-link fence that surrounds the water canal running nearby, shoes with stripped off soles were tied to a tree next to my neighborhood entrance, and what I can only assume used to be shorts were thrown near my garbage cans. Luckily, it was trash day.


Saturday presented spectacular views of the great nothing, as gusts of wind picked up every possible grain of sand and turned the Coachella Fest into one giant dirt bowl. If you didn’t cover your face, you had a literal sandwich for dinner.  


Today, we have clear skies, a nice breeze, the smell of freshness in the air, and above all—silence, which is quite eerie and reminds me that shitty things come in threes. So let’s see what surprises today holds.

This has been a weather report for the Coachella Fest 2014  #1. 

P.S. My weather reports are 100% accurate because I report as they happen. If you’d like weather predictions that are not only unbelievable but also false, please tune in to those idiots on the news channel.