Looks like the weatherman bombed out again.  After two days where television meteorologists predicted drenching downpours from a tropical wave, we’re still waiting for it to rain.  Yup, we had some sprinkles here and there, but nothing like the full day of wet weather predicted. Clouds gathered angrily on the horizon but didn’t drift in our direction.  It must have been raining somewhere, but not in our thirsty yard. Another fizzle from the forecasters. Is this what we can expect this entire season?  Dire warnings of storms that don’t materialize?  Or worse, inadequate warning before a true maelstrom hits?

The newscasters love those orange blobs on the radar.  It gives them something to talk about.  Then they can urge viewers to get prepared and run through the litany of preventive hurricane measures. But if there turn out to be more fizzles than accurate forecasts, people will stop listening.  That can be dangerous when the insidious storm drops in and we get volumes of rain with street flooding, or when the Big One finally hits.