The Forecast Fail and Fizzer Thread
Sept 21, 2020 4:11:38 GMT -5
alex992, srfoskey, and 3 more like this
Post by Beercules on Sept 21, 2020 4:11:38 GMT -5
Tell us about your failwhales.
March 2010
One of the greatest outbreaks of storms in Melbourne's history. The previous day was epic, and the day in question promised nothing less than Oklahoma-level supercellsfrom the BOM and the fizzer trolls on the Australian Weather Forum. What happened? A splodge of boring ass stratiform rain. You see, all the good stuff blew its load over the ranges, then collapsed into its own cum-stained mattress. To cut a long story short, the Australian Weather Forum had to close down their shoutbox that night and my membership was history.
Dec 2016
A 50,000ft tall squall line that's been raging for hours, flashing violently as it approaches me as the sun goes down. Suddenly, it collapses into a fucken shit heap on my doorstep, as if someone knocked over a fucken Jenga tower. Temp/dp at the time was 36/23C. Yep. About as tropical as it gets here. It is as much fuel as humanely possible. This was the greatest fizzer of my life. This is historically referred to as the Grand Fizzer as never before has a penising (The Grand Penising of Herp to be accurate) so rediculous occurred.
The All Night Drinking Session for no Reason
One night a while back, there were storms raging all night, flashing on the western horizon. I was getting high all night, anticipating a grand show. Instead, they all kept dying their fucking ass holes repeatedly. I was now starting to get hungover. I was pissed. 5am, how much longer can I hang on. Well, what happened was, one half assed cell finally made it over as the sun was fucking rising, as I was fucking hungover to shit, fucken head exploding heatwave hangover on top of no sleep. Fucken disaster.
Then, this past Saturday, Septictember 19th, 2020:
The 2020/21 "storm season" has gone off to a flying start, with TWO fizzers. This weekend was a fail of historic proportions:
Forecast:
Reality:
Further crummary of the fizzer can be found here: cdweather.boards.net/post/138180/thread
Now, last night - Sunday, Septictember 20:
A strong band of thunderstorms popped up over Adelaide, stretching for hundreds of Km. It was heading straight here. After sunset, there was some intensive distant flashing along the S and W horizons, and it was looking good. What happened? It all fucking collapsed into a fucken shit heap. It was lovely watching the flashing dying down. Well, atleast those to the west and south once again got a great show, while I got fucking light blue fucken tripe ass monkey scrotum bumfluff on the radar. FUCK YOU.
March 2010
One of the greatest outbreaks of storms in Melbourne's history. The previous day was epic, and the day in question promised nothing less than Oklahoma-level supercellsfrom the BOM and the fizzer trolls on the Australian Weather Forum. What happened? A splodge of boring ass stratiform rain. You see, all the good stuff blew its load over the ranges, then collapsed into its own cum-stained mattress. To cut a long story short, the Australian Weather Forum had to close down their shoutbox that night and my membership was history.
Dec 2016
A 50,000ft tall squall line that's been raging for hours, flashing violently as it approaches me as the sun goes down. Suddenly, it collapses into a fucken shit heap on my doorstep, as if someone knocked over a fucken Jenga tower. Temp/dp at the time was 36/23C. Yep. About as tropical as it gets here. It is as much fuel as humanely possible. This was the greatest fizzer of my life. This is historically referred to as the Grand Fizzer as never before has a penising (The Grand Penising of Herp to be accurate) so rediculous occurred.
The All Night Drinking Session for no Reason
One night a while back, there were storms raging all night, flashing on the western horizon. I was getting high all night, anticipating a grand show. Instead, they all kept dying their fucking ass holes repeatedly. I was now starting to get hungover. I was pissed. 5am, how much longer can I hang on. Well, what happened was, one half assed cell finally made it over as the sun was fucking rising, as I was fucking hungover to shit, fucken head exploding heatwave hangover on top of no sleep. Fucken disaster.
Then, this past Saturday, Septictember 19th, 2020:
The 2020/21 "storm season" has gone off to a flying start, with TWO fizzers. This weekend was a fail of historic proportions:
Forecast:
Reality:
Further crummary of the fizzer can be found here: cdweather.boards.net/post/138180/thread
Now, last night - Sunday, Septictember 20:
A strong band of thunderstorms popped up over Adelaide, stretching for hundreds of Km. It was heading straight here. After sunset, there was some intensive distant flashing along the S and W horizons, and it was looking good. What happened? It all fucking collapsed into a fucken shit heap. It was lovely watching the flashing dying down. Well, atleast those to the west and south once again got a great show, while I got fucking light blue fucken tripe ass monkey scrotum bumfluff on the radar. FUCK YOU.
