First, Joe and I occasionally do something slightly humorous on Facebook. It's an attempt to show that I do have a lighter side, which many people still don't believe exists.
Second, I really do have an interest in the weather. My desk is near the weather office and I often stop by to see what's going on and ask questions, especially if there is a storm in the forecast.
There was a time, in my high school days, when I seriously considered meteorology as a career. I used to love watching J. Kristopher do the WNEP weather back in the day. J. wasn't a meteorologist, but he was a gifted communicator. I'm glad our time at WNEP had a slight overlap. It was a kick working with someone I really admired as a kid, and as an adult.
So, what derailed the meteorology train? Math. As I looked in to it, I discovered you had to take a lot of math courses. I was never fond of math, and some horrible experiences with a couple of awful junior high school math teachers cemented my opinion.
I strongly admire those who can do it, but I wasn't cut out to be a number cruncher. I'm a writer, and a liberal arts college like Marywood was a much better fit for me than a science based school. By the way, Joe has been teaching a meteorology course at Marywood for the past several years. He added oceanography this year. I've offered to be a guest lecturer when the chapter on mermaids comes around.
As the great Paul Harvey used to say... And now you know, the rest of the story.
