Much ado about nothing

Yesterday afternoon I turned off the computer a little early and called the workday complete. I moseyed downstairs, grabbed a handful of cashews and picked up a book. Soddenly, my phone squawked and squealed and announced a severe thunderstorm warning. The tornado siren began to howl in the distance. The phone alerted again for a tornado warning. 

I looked out to see the trees calm and the sky slightly overcast. Puzzled, I turned on the TV to see the weather guy detailing a fast moving storm ripping through downtown Indy and pointing right at Mudsock. 

 Unconcerned geese were eating weeds in the neighbor’s yard. 

The TV broke down the storm’s progress as it moved relentlessly northeast. As the front came closer the tornado warning was dropped. Then the storm moved up to the juncture of I465 and I69 and  it just kind of looked at the normal snarl of traffic and construction and said “nah, I ain’t doing that” and faded away to a moderate rainstorm that lasted a few minutes and moved away. 

Even the TV weather watchers sent programming to commercials. It was a big nothing burger here in the burbs when just a few minutes and miles away winds hit 80 and trees toppled. 

You never know. 

Suburbia Woes

 I have been up since 5:30 or so. I doesn’t really bother me, but I think firing up your mower to cut the grass at 7:30 in the morning is not too neighborly 

And The Starland Vocal Band

 I’m not sure which band is the most overrated, The Velvet Underground or the Sex Pistols. 

I might throw in anything by Steve Miller too. 

I thought it was obvious

 The Constitution does not give you a single Right. 

The Right to practice your religion, bear arms to protect your family and person, to say your opinion, no matter who it offends, among others, are protected by the document. 

These Natural Rights already existed. The Constitution merely enumerates SOME of those rights and vows protection of those rights from an overreaching government. 

Looking back

 Five years ago today we got a couple of inches of snow. 

Also on this date one of my best friends died from complications from surgery. He went in about a week prior for an appendectomy and never came home.

Grab life and enjoy it. You never know what tomorrow may bring. 

Black Cats and Stuff

 Hundley, Banks, Beckert, Kessinger, Santo. 

But the Cubs swept the Mets this weekend. 

I should write about Lexington Green

I don’t want to 

I will admit  I dig the Andy Hardy movies.

Remembering a time I never knew

There can be little argument the Beatles are the most influential artists in the history of Rock. Their history is fascinating from teens meeting in Liverpool to four lads playing 12 hour sets 6 days a week in the Hamburg red light district as 18 and 19 year-olds. Finding the right manager and ultimately the perfect drummer to unimaginable popularity and success. 

I go through phases listening to the Fab Four and then periods of skipping them when my phone plays my music library on shuffle. I have to be honest, I like the early music much better - up to the Rubber Soul album. The White Album and Sgt. Pepoer are crap for the most part. You likely disagree. You are likely wrong. 

When I was younger I preferred Paul’s sweet positive tunes. These days I prefer John’s more stringent songwriting. Of course, George's talent overrides it all in my opinion. 

One thing I’m sure we can agree on, whether you like The Beatles or not, the quality and quantity of music they put out in one single decade is unfathomable.