Sworn to Secrecy

Writing this post is perhaps the most dangerous move I've ever made. But, I trust you all, and I know my readership numbers are low. So, it's a risk I'll take.

Okay, here goes. But, before I tell you, you must swear to keep this secret. Deal?

There is a conspiracy happening here in Portland. A very well-designed one. One which leads everyone around the globe to believe that we have many gloomy, gray days. And very little sunshine. But, it's a rouse. I have a suspicion that it began as a bit of a prank to avoid overcrowding in this great place we call Stumptown.

As evidence, I will present the week's forecast. Pretty gloomy, isn't it?
Now, I will present the actual weather today.

You see what I mean? This has happened again and again. At first, I thought Portland was simply the landing spot for the most incompetent meteorologists in the country, but now I am in on the secret. And so are you. Just keep it under your hat.

But why am I spending my time on my laptop when the gorgeous blue skies await? Oh, that's right. They'll probably be back tomorrow. Just don't tell anyone!