“Centuries ago Cato the Censor is reported to have said, “I wonder how one haruspex [weatherman] can look another in the face without laughing.” Since that time the weatherman has developed a lessened sense of humor. I can see why. Instead of enjoying the simple pleasures of the sky, he is swamped by letters of criticism and his office is one of charts and graphs and maps and gadgets. While you and I enjoy weather wisdom in an amateur manner, we get to look at the sky; we argue about and slosh around in hail and snow and rain and wind. We experience the weather to its fullest, and living with the weather is more rewarding than analyzing it.”