Washington, D.C. has declared a weather emergency.  Which surely marks the first time in D.C. history that a weather emergency has coincided with a crime emergency.

Meanwhile, tonight’s Nationals baseball game against the Arizona Diamondbacks has been rained out.  What’s in it for trivia lovers?  You guessed it — This is just the Nationals’ second rainout at RFK Stadium since the franchise relocated from Montreal following the 2004 season.

(This piece originally ran June 27, in the midst of days and days of rain. With the approach of Tropical Storm Ernesto, we present this encore performance.)

We go right to the Hannah Storm center desk for all the latest on the Franklin Raines we’ve been having.

The Maxine Waters are rising so high, the Lynn Rivers are so swollen. we may have to open the gates at Kenneth Dam.  We urge you to stay away from Celinda Lake, Anthony Lake, and Jim Lake — even if you’re vacationing up at Henry Cabot Lodge.

Meantime, beware of Roger Mudd slides.  And all the fallen Charles Tries.  Enough to fill the Harriet Woods.  Or an entire Forrest Sawyer.

Thankfully, the water has been great for my back yard.  My Chuck Grassley has never looked better.  Neither have my Gennifer Flowers.  But I’ll have to pick the Doug Weads.  And yesterday, my house lost all Francis Gary Powers.

And at least it’s not Tony Snow.  And at least it’s not John Snow.  And at least it’s not Olympia Snowe.  What is rain could easily be a Jeff Flake or a Floyd Flake.  Just thinking about cold makes me shiver, like Aaron Brrrrrr.  Of course, we could use some sun, like in Iraq, where it’s always Sunni out.

You know what they say about the season: In like Jeffrey Lyons, out like Brian Lamb.

Coming up next: Traffic — lots of Tom Delays on our Jim Rhodes and Lloyd Bridges.

And later: Sports.  Where have you gone, Curt Flood?

Newbusters recently caught CBS “Early Show” co-host Hannah Storm saying this:

“Global warming is something that just doesn’t seem to resonate with people.”

As Tropical Storm Ernesto approaches, we’ll give Hannah Storm a pass on the global warming policy debate for right now — for the mere fact that when it comes to lots of rain and wind headed up the East Coast, few are better suited to report the weather than someone named Hannah Storm.

We go right to the Hannah Storm center desk for all the latest on the Franklin Raines we’ve been having.

The Maxine Waters are rising so high, the Lynn Rivers are so swollen. we may have to open the gates at Kenneth Dam.  We urge you to stay away from Celinda Lake, Anthony Lake, and Jim Lake — even if you’re vacationing up at Henry Cabot Lodge.

Meantime, beware of Roger Mudd slides.  And all the fallen Charles Tries.  Enough to fill the Harriet Woods.  Or an entire Forrest Sawyer.

Thankfully, the water has been great for my back yard.  My Chuck Grassley has never looked better.  Neither have my Gennifer Flowers.  But I’ll have to pick the Doug Weads.  And yesterday, my house lost all Francis Gary Powers.

And at least it’s not Tony Snow.  And at least it’s not John Snow.  And at least it’s not Olympia Snowe.  What is rain could easily be a Jeff Flake or a Floyd Flake.  Just thinking about cold makes me shiver, like Aaron Brrrrrr.  Of course, we could use some sun, like in Iraq, where it’s always Sunni out.

You know what they say about the season: In like Jeffrey Lyons, out like Brian Lamb.

Coming up next: Traffic — lots of Tom Delays on our Jim Rhodes and Lloyd Bridges.

And later: Sports.  Where have you gone, Curt Flood?

The big winner in this weekend’s massive East Coast snow storm? Curious George. The most lovable monkey outside of captivity has a most valuable audience — kids in captivity. With schools closed, kids and their parents need something to do, like park themselves at the move theaters.