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January 9, 2005


I’ve got this theory that rain is not the specialty of southern California’s meteorologists.

This weekend was the last hurrah of the short-lived “move Jake out of his apartment” movement, but the weather reports all said it was going to rain. Well, it had actually been raining all week (and before), and I’d just been stuffing boxes into cars while getting pretty wet. I got very lucky and the rain happened to frequently died down just as I was headed out the door.

So we look at the weather report for the weekend: Saturday- Heavy Rain. Sunday- Rain. So Dad and I decide to do the big Furniture Move on Sunday to avoid the worst of the rain.

Cue California meteorologist motherfuckers.

Saturday ended up sporting long stretches of mist coupled with bouts of no rain, and only a couple of outright showers. It would’ve been as good a day as we could have hoped for in the midst of this unusually rainy season.

Instead, we ended up moving three tables, a dresser and a large sized bed in the middle of a fucking monsoon. We got drenched, and the furniture managed to get wet despite our wrapping each piece in several square miles of plastic (nothing that an evening in front of an electric fan won’t cure, but still…). Cars on the freeway were literally leaving wakes in their paths, like speedboats.

Okay, this whole thing is honestly my fault. “Let’s move the furniture even though it’s likely to rain” ranks near the top of the stupid scale, and it was my line. Bad Jake, no biscuit.

Super extra props to my dad for his beyond-the-call-of-duty yet desperately needed help on this Poisedeon adventure. I have taken one of his observations (which he repeated on this occasion) and turned it into folky wisdom: “rain’s not so bad when you remember it’s just water.”

Note to Jake’s LA friends: notice I didn’t make any of you help me move. Now that’s love.

Moving tip: if you’ve got stuff you simply want to get rid of, post an ad on the “free” section of craigslist. I announced that I was getting rid of some shelves and tables and stuff, and in three days I got over a hundred emails, a dozen phone calls, and eight visits from people wanting to take custody of my possessions. Nearly all of my unwanted stuff got taken. Merci beaucoup, craigslist people.

One more trip back and forth (through more rain, of course), and then I’m 5000. First day of the new job is Tuesday, interview for new job Phase 2 on Wednesday. Wish me luck.

Posted by Jake on January 9, 2005 11:58 pm


  1. Good luck and godspeed…

    Comment by Robin — January 10, 2005 @ 9:17 am

  2. At least you don’t have to shovel rain…

    Good luck n’ stuff. :)

    Comment by Denise — January 10, 2005 @ 12:59 pm

  3. Rain is just water??!!! Damn, I’ll have to remember that….

    Comment by pipistrelle — January 10, 2005 @ 10:51 pm

  4. Ironically, one of the (minor) reasons I moved away from La-La-Land was that it got rather strange for me as a Brit to not see a cloud for three months at a time… of course the one day it did rain, I quickly discovered that Los Angelenos and driving and rain don’t mix.

    Comment by Mark — January 11, 2005 @ 9:54 am

  5. Not sure if you’ve heard of these folks:
    I’ve been able to get rid of tons of my crap and got a few cool things free.

    Comment by Julie — January 12, 2005 @ 7:46 pm

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