Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my midsummer night’s dreams!  How are you?  The drought has made me near delirious.  I’ve envisioned a marvelous machine for Racine: a huge water sprinkler atop the Courthouse.  It could be set to water only portions of the city at a time, or all of it in each sweep.  That should take care of any excess capacity at the Water Dept., plus provide the city with much needed precipitation.  Once again, my dear Racinians, I offer you my idea for free.  Take it, run with it, and become known as Sprinkler City, or continue the current decay.  The sprinkler could be lit at night for effects.  Sell the naming rights to offset costs.  Maybe put it atop Monument Square rather than the Courthouse.  Go, sprinkler!

If that doesn’t work, there is this:

Finally, we could build an ark and gather animal pairs.  That started some rain the last time around.

I feel it necessary to comment on the Racine Common Council’s recent decision to color the roof of Festival Hall copper.  My comment is, “No.”  Sell the naming rights to Festival Hall and/or sell advertising space on the hall’s roof.  There, problem solved and some revenue generated.  Perhaps I should run for mayor.  It’s not that hard when you aren’t playing favorites.  “Madame Zoltar: Bringing You Tomorrow’s Bureaucracy Today” “Madame Zoltar’s Ten Year Plan: I Already Know What Happens”  “Madame Zoltar: I Won’t Sue You” 

Thank you so much, my dears, for reading my blog today.  It’s our weekly chance to touch base.  I enjoy giving some small measure of delight to my audience.  You are my raison d'être.

Want to know a secret? madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

Enjoy the warm days of summer, my butterflies.  You know the routine: stay hydrated, wear sun block, wear a hat.  The days grow imperceptibly shorter.  Enjoy, enjoy.  Kalokagathia!