Hard times and funky weather

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yesterday morning when I woke at 5:30 it was already 80 degrees... this morning, same time, it was only 57.  Go figure.  We had two bits of storms come through yesterday.... the second was rather severe, bringing strong parallel winds, torrential rains and just a dash of thunder.  I had been out biking but had stopped at Oblio's for a pint just before the storm.  Now, if you need be stuck in a storm there isn't a argument about the best place to be is in a sturdy brick building with an ample supply of good pale ale.  Karl had also ducked in.... it is nice to talk to a real newsman.... he usually has more info than what can be put in the paper.. and it sure beats talking baseball.  He had a few comments on the Wiscon recall elections, Anthony Weiner's weiner,  and stuff.  When the storm let up we went out the back for a smoke and the sky was a almost brilliant yellow color, with neat wisps of clean cotton clouds.  Made me wish that I had a camera with me, and equally pleased that I didn't.

Hard times are continuing....and it has dawned on me that America is in the middle of a Un-Civil War. On tv, on the internet, on street corners, in the papers, at the polls. And I realize, that I am on a side of it.  Sometimes it is hard to tell what side. Sometimes I don't care......

..... and other times..... I wish it would all go away.... and leave a beautiful lemon sky.