“We’re all aging, he thinks, coming apart cell by cell at an alarming rate.” – One Last Thing Before I Go by Jonathan Tropper
You know you’re getting old when…………………………..
Your medicine cabinet is full of medicine
You see your Dad in the mirror
An electric blanket is your idea of a hot date
Your baby is 45
Weather dominates your conversations
What you talkin about Keemosabe?
My Dad was a meteorologist. As a kid I always thought – “What the hell is that?”
Well….I knew what it was but, more than anything, I guess I wondered “Why?”.
Forecasts. Yeah right. Life in the fast lane. FOR NERDS maybe.
I’ve evolved. I now know how, what, and more importantly – Why.
At the ripe old age of 71……….weather is one of my top 5 daily concerns.
The 5 pm weather report has become my lodestar.
Sadly, the report is flawed and often reduced to mere speculation.
By definition the weather is “the state of the atmosphere at a given time and place, with respect to variables such as temperature, moisture, wind velocity, and barometric pressure.”
This is really the best these purveyors of atmospheric science can do. At a given time.
I don’t need these people. Time to free myself from their 5:15 prognostications.
Let’s see………going to need a thermometer – a barometer – a sling psychrometer – a rain gauge – a wind vane – an anemometer – and a hygrometer.
Introducing my latest on line purchase: From the Weather Shack the Acurite 01500 complete weather station.
Hey Willy Wonka of channel 4 weather, eat your heart out.
There is something wrong with me. I’ve got to get a life.
“He definitely has severe delusions of adequacy.” – Plan B by Jonathan Tropper