My family knows me too well.
They sort of knew what was coming when I commandeered the remote at the dinner table last night. The clock was approaching 6 p.m.
I figure there are about 22 minutes of actual news in the 6 o’clock news. That meant were were going to get about 20 minutes of weather.
I snidely announced my prediction for the big story on Action News tonight. I wasn’t wrong.
“So why do you watch?” they inquired. It’s a good question, since I’m the only one who would vote to watch the news. This is after I spent several hours online yesterday morning working on our Sunday Web site. I guess it’s a habit.
Look, it was pretty miserable yesterday. We had storms. It rained pretty much off and on all day. It rained very hard at times. There was some pretty impressive thunder and lightning displays. We even had a wild little stretch of hail, some of which accumulated on roofs and sidewalks.
To me, it was a thoroughly miserable, wet, cold Sunday. Anything but what you would expect for early August. We’re usually sweating out a heat wave. Yesterday I actually found myself searching out a sweater. I even abandoned my post on the screened-in porch.
But the truth is that it rained. It wasn’t earth-shattering. Unless you happened to be watching the TV news.
They sort of knew what was coming when I commandeered the remote at the dinner table last night. The clock was approaching 6 p.m.
I figure there are about 22 minutes of actual news in the 6 o’clock news. That meant were were going to get about 20 minutes of weather.
I snidely announced my prediction for the big story on Action News tonight. I wasn’t wrong.
“So why do you watch?” they inquired. It’s a good question, since I’m the only one who would vote to watch the news. This is after I spent several hours online yesterday morning working on our Sunday Web site. I guess it’s a habit.
Look, it was pretty miserable yesterday. We had storms. It rained pretty much off and on all day. It rained very hard at times. There was some pretty impressive thunder and lightning displays. We even had a wild little stretch of hail, some of which accumulated on roofs and sidewalks.
To me, it was a thoroughly miserable, wet, cold Sunday. Anything but what you would expect for early August. We’re usually sweating out a heat wave. Yesterday I actually found myself searching out a sweater. I even abandoned my post on the screened-in porch.
But the truth is that it rained. It wasn’t earth-shattering. Unless you happened to be watching the TV news.
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