Posted on 10/24/2007 1:01:16 PM PDT by llevrok
or it could be Satanas Winds. Satanas means the Devil, Satan.
I think the Santana winds are when Carlos has one too many burritos...
Revenge for Sam Houston’s kicking his backside in San Jacinto!
In Santa Paula, in rural Ventura County just west of Los Angeles, Santa Ana winds are known simply as east winds.
They’ll steal six inches of water out of your swimming pool overnight.
...made by his Black Magic Woman.
"I think the Santana winds are when Carlos has one too many burritos..."
Ay, mi asno!
My brother is getting a face full of the winds. He had to leave his house in San Diego and now he and his family are living on his 48 foot sailboat in Mission Bay. The smoke is so bad he may sail out of the area.
It’s 91 on the beach, very hot. SA’s are the few times the AC gets turned on.
low pressure system over the great basin (between sierra nevadas and rockies) air compresses, heats, and flows to the ocean...over the Ca high desert, the mountains, pushing all the LA smog back to where it came from
Santana Winds are Bush’s Wind’s. Bush is Satan. Wind is wind. Bush’s Wind’s are devastating California and Rove is somewhere east of the fire blowing west to keep the oceans humidity from the flames.
There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands’ necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge.
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Tell him to come up the coast, through The Bay (but don’t stop there) and up the River to Sacramento. It’s gorgeous here this week.
It’s actually a high pressure area...
However locals saw it as the spin it was and have always called it Santa Ana winds. Both for the canyon and the river. Who knows what they were called before 1901.
Well, this could be amusing...where you AT?
I lived in Simi Valley for eleven years; about 3 years before we left we had a pool put in so the fencing was suddenly very important.
Three times after the pool was built winds blew down sections of it.
The last year we put it back up we installed full 4X4s, not dimensioned cedar posts and new grapestake panels.
That one took.
For me it was nuisance mare than a danger but when you lie in bed upstairs at night and hear the rattle of the sliding doors on your balcony it’s hard to go to sleep.
Ditto here. We've always called them Santa Ana winds. (And Santana is a contraction of Santa Ana anyway!)
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