Rain is cooling my jets a bit today… having been riding a tide of energy and action these last couple of weeks, been just too charged to sit in the seat long enough to make any sense here, much less be sipping from the RSS fountain.
From my box here on the 11th floor, I can look north for several miles… and currently see almost nothing. It’s hign noon and it looks like dusk. Lightning crashing, thunder booming, and walls of water blowing through the neighborhood, filling up the gutters and the streets and the Lake.
It’s a bad day to go out to buy flipchart paper. And the sort of day that makes one really appreciate simple things, like windows and roof, sweater and couch.