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weather foul, blew a hoolie all night and pelted the house with rain. I'd forgotten how noisy the weather can be here. At points it sounded like a heard of small animals trampling on the rooftop. In the morning the rain held off long enough for Em and me to get out and deliver posters and post some mail. We went home via the Bay to see what we could see, or rather what we couldn't see.