My friend NT told me yesterday that this site is boring. Somehow I managed to let the front page go blank again. This pesky little thing called work keeps getting in the way. The boss' new baby arrived six weeks ahead of schedule and I became an octopus with many tentacles wrapping around the things that needed corralled.
This site and the others hosted on it are in danger of going dark. Hosting is due again. In addition to not having the money (did I mention Todd's car blew up?), I am not sure it's worth it. I mean, it is worth it because it's been a steady part of the last 5 or 6 years but in the bigger picture, it's nothing really. Todd has pretty much abandoned his site altogether and I can't be as funny as I'd like to be here anymore. Which brings me to....
Good morning Hometown, USA. Yes, lots of locals read here and although I've nothing to hide, it's just uncomfortable when you think you've written to a select few and someone you barely know walks up and says "Say, I read ...". Also, I can't tell you how many people said "You're going to put this on your site, aren't you?" when they saw me taking storm pictures. It's just weird. I can't get any more descriptive than that this early in the AM.
In closing, why did I ask the band teacher to teach my son Taps on the trumpet? It's hauntingly beautiful but mostly just bone chilling at 7AM.