Day 258

I need some information from a climatologist or a meterologist about rain in the desert. Yesterday, or the day before, I was outside, playing volleyball with the rest of HHC. Prior to the start of the 'sweating in the sand pit' event, I looked at the current weather on the internet. It was 117 degrees and 6 percent humidity. Half an hour later, with the sun still shining, rain drops the size of puffy Cheetos began pelting us. How hard is it raining a 1,000 or so feet above us for the rain to to able to make it to the ground? Or, back home in the prairie, in comparison, how hard would it have been raining, given the conditions here versus there? I mean, really, there was silly rain for about three minutes, it quit, and all was dry less than ten minutes later. It had to have been raining something fierce just under those clouds. On a lighter note, I finally bumped into the last of the North Dakota boys from the Minnesota Band. Tim Johnson was here on Memorial Day; Aaron Bedford was here last week; Josh Christanson and his rock band played last night; Craig Brenden's flight to points further north was cancelled so he had to stay on post for two days. Lots of catching up with all of the guys. Their internet service where they are sucks, so if you have not heard from any of them in a while, do not dispair, for they are well, in good spirits, and living large.