It’s Not Raining Men, but…

March 19, 2008 at 12:20 AM 1 comment

Mud?

Really? It’s raining mud? Apparently that’s the story. Catherine and I just came out of a coffee shop in Olmos Park, and her white car was covered in reddish brown splatterings. It was raining, so we were confused. We got in the car, turned on the windshield wipers and examined the subsequent falling raindrops. They, too, contained the grainy red brown bits.

Confused, I called my mom, who informed me that dust from El Paso came through with this storm and so the forecast was calling for mud showers. How odd.

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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. classic elegance  |  March 31, 2008 at 3:40 PM

    I still haven’t washed my car…. I’m thinking it’s time to do that
    =P

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