Wifey and I were sitting in our office yesterday, and I smelled that familiar smell of rain hitting hot concrete. “Do you smell rain?” I asked her. “Nope, just someone barbecuing.” I shrugged, went out on the terrace and looked around, and sure enough there was no rain. “Must be smelling things,” I thought to myself.
So I go back to my desk and writing the Digital Life post, and all of a sudden I hear what sounds like a machine gun on the window next to Beth’s desk. I look up and it’s absolutely pouring like I’ve never seen in my life and I can hear the wind roaring past the train tracks. The tree was rocking pretty badly and the wind was coming so hard that it was arming a car alarm on a car parked on the street.
Here’s the scene as I saw it yesterday…
The nice part about it, though, is that the temperature dropped about ten degrees afterward and it looks like Summer has finally choked its last gasp in New York City.
Good riddance.
[tags]rain, nyc, bronx, new york[/tags]