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.
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.
“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!