From: goldfarb@ocf.berkeley.edu   
      
   In article ,   
   Joy Beeson   wrote:   
   >AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH!   
   >   
   >You've made me realize that in one of my stories, a girl walks for two   
   >weeks and never once gets rained on.   
      
   If she was walking in California during the summer months, that   
   wouldn't be at all unusual.   
      
   I once wrote to an author about the exact opposite gaffe, in fact:   
   I read Jane Lindskold's _Thirteen Orphans_, and as part of a sequence   
   in which a boy and girl fall in love, Lindskold has him help her jump   
   over a puddle.  In San Jose.  In June.   
      
   (You'd be a good bit more likely to find a hundred-dollar bill in the   
   streets of San Jose in June than a rain puddle.)   
      
   >She also never crossed a stream, or got thirsty before she found one.   
      
   In a Mediterranean climate in the dry season that would be a bit   
   more of a concern.   
      
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      David Goldfarb          |           "Life is a simile."   
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