As you know, I was excited about Venus transitting earlier this week. Or maybe I was just excited about using the word "transit" in unprecedented tenses and forms. Either way, here in the Ohio Valley, as 6 p.m. (EST) neared, the Time of Transit, I bolted for the front door, excited to see a speck of dust on the sun.
And as is typical of the Ohio Valley/Pittsburgh, it was cloudy. No sun was visible. Furthermore, just to rub salt in the wound, a few seconds later, rain came pouring down.
I went for ice cream instead.
Thus and therefore, I'm a tad bitter about the whole matter, especially since the forecast for June 5, 2117, is predicting clear skies and sunny weather...