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One funny thing about Californians is how pathetically they handle weather. Coming from Ohio, it’s downright humorous what happens here whenever it isn’t 75 and sunny.

If it gets down below 60 during the day, they start whining. If it hits 55, the winter coats and long johns come out. Oddly though, unlike anywhere else I’ve been, it can be 85 here at 2 o’clock in the afternoon, and by 9 it’s in the high 40′s. That unusual temperature drop is nice because the locals stay inside and the traffic is less bad. It’s always varying degrees of awful, but as soon as the thermometer hits 60, it gets significantly less so as the Californians scramble for shelter.

And when there’s even the slightest rain all hell breaks loose. If they get three days of Ohio’s average April weather in San Fran you can row your boat to work. Apparently nobody here has ever heard of a drain. For any Californians reading, a drain is kind of like a manhole cover but with holes in it. Google it.

Even a little drizzle here causes rolling blackouts, and a 5 mile per hour wind seems to knock about 1 in 5 trees over, generally into the road, where they sit for weeks. They don’t seem to have anyone tasked with picking them up, and the neighbors sure aren’t going outside. In the Midwest we have such cleanup crews, but even though the weather is far more severe there they’re not really needed because our trees are made of wood. I’m pretty sure California trees are composed of Styrofoam.

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