Pride 'n cheese

Early fog, then rolling thunder with startling flashes of both horizontal and vertical lightning and a plague of steady downpours with occasional penny-sized hail stones and you have a nice recipe for staying home; eating unhealthy food; guzzling down diet soda and watching a lot of television (mmm…a macaroni ‘n cheese challenge on the Food Channel), reading a not-great sci-fi novel named Fool Moon by Jim Butcher, going over The Sunday NY Times (not quite cover-to-cover, but close) including zipping through the puzzle (in pencil), and standing aghast and thrilled at the windows, while nature wipes out baseball games, parades and any sort of incentive to hit the sidewalk for any reason at all. Oh, yeah, did I mention the teeming 71%+ humidity? I pity (and admire) the boys and girls trying to show-off on 5th Ave. and Christopher St. today and those brave souls sheltering on the curbs under useless umbrellas. Me, I’m proud to be an American.