"Spring: winter, only not as cold." -- Me, 1998

29 Mar 2008, about 6:45pm PST:
Screw the cute little robins that have been hopping around our yard. It ain't spring yet. It ain't spring yet.
See, this is why I don't get excited about decent weather this time of year. It disappears and reappears just to mess with your head, until mid-June. But no -- still nothing to go wild about, because our week and a half of summer doesn't show up until oh, late July. Rain on Independence Day is the norm, not the exception -- and yet we still have fireworks shows.

No, I don't know why we bother.