Dave Tolleris, the bloviating know-it-all
meteorologist of Facebook , spent the better part of two weeks hyping the
snow-storm of the century, and calling the TV guys who disagreed with him
idiots and morons. Then, yesterday morning, he confessed on the radio that he
had blown the forecast and we weren’t going to get anything. So I go to bed
last night with zero expectations.
I wake up this morning and it’s snowing like crazy, with
2 or 3 inches on the ground with more coming. I go into the office only to find
that my 10:30 appointment has been rescheduled. I grab some paperwork that I
can do at home and returned to a warm house and the smell of freshly made
homemade blueberry pancakes. Life is good, especially when arrogant spotlight
hogs get their comeuppance.
So, today, I will spend the day at home with my
wife, do a little paperwork, and spend the rest of the day writing. Then by
around 3 or so in the afternoon, I will start to feel the famous Dunnevant
personality disorder...claustrophobia. Pam will roll her eyes at me and say, “Go ahead!
There’s nothing I can say to stop you anyway, you strange man,” and I will head
over to AMFAM for a workout, partly because today is Wednesday and it’s time,
but mostly because if I don’t get in the car and drive somewhere, I’m going to
pull my hair out or force Pam to, one or the other. It is one of several
personality disorders that she has so ably learned to live with over the past
29 years.
Oh, and one more thing. Since most of us are at home
doing nothing but surfing the net, just thought I’d share this news item. I
beat Kim Davis at Words With Friends, actually “beat” is an insufficient
modifier, more like humiliated. Anyway the score was 517- 290, and no, you read
that right, 517 points. If I didn’t know better I would suggest that maybe Elle
had played me instead of Kim. Be that as it may, now that I have broadcast this
epic triumph over these interwebs, I guess I should let it go and not keep
bring it up every time I see her.
Or not.
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