Helllllllllll yeah, weather fans, it's time once again to step into the weather zone. I hope you all had good summers. Mine was high in excellence, although somewhat marred by the demise of the Subway Sub Club. Future historians will no doubt regard the cataclysmic implosion of this venerated social institution as the beginning of the decline of the American Empire.
For the uninitiated out there, check this: I hit you with two big columns per week (Mondays and Fridays), each chock full of the outrageous weather truth your fellow Princetonians have come to know and love. And that little box on the front page each day, that's also me. Other than that, I pretty much operate under one rule around here, which I like to call the Commandment of Ryan: namely, thou shalt commit goofballatry. Wait, I thought of a few others. Unattended children will be towed. Also, do not touch or pick up copper.
Big weekend coming up with some highly recommended events for Hurricane Katrina relief efforts. I mean, don't get me wrong, weather is awesome and all, but she can also be a harsh mistress and we need to help our brothers and sisters in need. So do those folks a solid and definitely, definitely go to those shows and donate big.
I am pleased to report that Sunday's weather should meet all your rocking out needs, as a thick, succulent cut of USDA-certified Grade A perfect early fall weather is in store. However, the intervening days are as sketchy as grad students on a Saturday night.
Hurricane Ophelia will move up the coast a couple of hundred miles offshore Friday and Saturday, interacting with a frontal boundary to produce numerous showers and a few thunderstorms each day. The good news is that the front clears central Jersey by Sunday morning, and an outstanding day results just in time for Lawnparties.
The bad news, of course, is that no matter how nice the weather is, it will never bring back the Sub Club. Requiem in terra pax, old friend, you were too beautiful for this world.