Today was horrid, it rained and rained and rained, then it rained harder, just to prove it could. This was a shame, as I was hoping to go off and see some meteors.
Thankfully, the clouds cleared away a couple of hours ago, so I headed off out of town to a secluded spot with some Grateful Dead [1969-04-22], lay on the ground (getting cold in the process, but there you go) and set my gaze on the heavens.
I had around 45 minutes before the clouds moved back in, and saw a good few streaks of fire. Not the three-a-minute promised, but then, it was a little misty in spots, and my eyes are only so big.
And now, you must all make a tremendous sacrifice to those who sent us these signs. Place Java upon your altars, slay with abandon, and the world will be saved. So it is written. For ever and ever. Etc.
