Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my waterlogged well-wishers! How are you?  First we’re parched by the sun and it doesn’t rain for months.  When we finally get rain, it does not stop.  Mother Nature is bipolar.  The weather witch is drunk. I don’t know, but I’m becoming more and more convinced of climate change with each passing season.  I hope that we haven’t messed up things permanently.  I don’t want Junior growing up in a world of weather extremes. 

I’m so sorry that I missed the get together this Saturday past.  I wanted to meet Ms. Mary.  Unfortunately, I caught the psychic flu and was incapable of attending.  The psychic flu wreaks havoc with my prediction and other powers.  I can place a hex on someone and not even realize that I’m doing it.  When I try to see the future, all I see is the past.  It’s a nasty affliction and the only cure for it is rest.  So I slept away the weekend.  I apologize for my absence.  Next time I’ll be there for sure.

I’m glad that they captured the suspect in the Boston bombings.  It’s a shame that his older brother died in a gunfight with police.  I predict that the older brother will turn out to have been the ringleader.  The callousness of terrorism offends me.  Blowing up civilians is so wrong.  Truly, these people must be cowards to kill noncombatants.  They must be mentally ill to blow themselves up in order to kill others.  Religious and/or national zealotry can do that.  It’s a step into darkness.

“Richie Havens, a Brooklyn-born singer who sang gospel as a teenager, began playing folk music in Greenwich Village clubs in the 1960s and was the opening act at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair in 1969, died Monday of a heart attack at his home in Jersey City, N.J., according to his agent. He was 72 years old.”  http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2013/04/23/178470389/richie-havens-folk-singer-who-opened-woodstock-has-died

Freedom.  We all say we want it, but many are afraid of it.

Thank you for reading my blog this week.  I always look forward to our time spent together.  You make my Wednesdays wonderful. 

Freedom: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

“They” are saying that we’ll be in the fifties for the rest of the week.  I’ll believe it when it happens.  Our weather has made a skeptic out of me.  No matter the temperature, I wish you well in the coming week.  Don’t forget to take care of yourself.  I need you around.  Eleutheromania!