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January 05, 2006
Ze-ta! Ze-ta!
"...ZETA STILL HANGING AROUND AND REGAINS TROPICAL STATUS...
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Posted by Mr. Bingley at January 5, 2006 02:36 PM
Comments
Michael stocks up on sun screen.
Posted by: Cullen at January 5, 2006 02:53 PM
ZETA MIGHT BE ABLE
TO MAINTAIN TROPICAL STORM INTENSITY FOR ANOTHER 12 HOURS OR SO
BEFORE THE CYCLONE ENCOUNTERS VERY HOSTILE MID-LEVEL WESTERLY WINDS
BEHIND THE APPROACHING SHORTWAVE TROUGH PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED.
Hostile. Oh, sure. Says you. For, like, the fifteenth time.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 5, 2006 02:57 PM
If that thing came near CrabAppleLane, there'd be a lot of hostility. Enough already.
Posted by: Rob at January 5, 2006 03:01 PM
Forecaster Avilla enters carrying computer printouts from stage left
[thud]
[clang]
Forecaster Avilla:
Bring out your dead!
[clang]
Bring out your dead!
[clang]
Forecaster Stewart:
Here's one.
Forecaster Avilla:
Ninepence.
Zeta:
I'm not dead!
Forecaster Avilla:
What?
Forecaster Stewart:
Nothing. Here's your ninepence.
Zeta:
I'm not dead!
Forecaster Avilla:
'Ere. He says he's not dead!
Forecaster Stewart:
Yes, he is.
Zeta:
I'm not!
Forecaster Avilla:
He isn't?
Forecaster Stewart:
Well, he will be soon. Very ill; wind shear and all. Ripping him apart, it is.
Zeta:
I'm getting stronger!
Forecaster Stewart:
No, you're not. You'll be less than a Spring shower in a moment.
Forecaster Avilla:
Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
Zeta:
I don't want to go on and dissipate!
Forecaster Stewart:
Oh, don't be such a baby.
Forecaster Avilla:
I can't take him.
Zeta:
I feel fine! I have convection!
Forecaster Stewart:
Well, do us a favour.
Forecaster Avilla:
I can't.
Forecaster Stewart:
Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won't last long in this subtropical ridge.
Forecaster Avilla:
No, I've got to go to the Pacific Basin. Some real heavy vapor action there.
Forecaster Stewart:
Well, when's your next update?
Forecaster Avilla:
5 pm.
Zeta:
I think I'll improve my inner-core circulation.
Forecaster Stewart:
You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do?
Zeta: [singing]
I feel happy. I feel happy.
[whop]
Forecaster Stewart:
Ah, thanks very much.
Forecaster Avilla:
Not at all. See you at 5, then.
Forecaster Stewart:
Right. All right.
[exit all]
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at January 5, 2006 03:28 PM
Bravo! I know you did all that from memory, too...
Posted by: Nightfly at January 5, 2006 04:54 PM