Monday scurried in under a rain cloud shouting, “I’m not late. I’m not late. I’m here. Maybe a little late. Not my fault. All that rain, and there’s snow, too. People are driving crazy. Traffic is a mess.”
Yes, it’s Monday, November 7, 2022. Winter has flexed again. Mists, ice, and snow layer our uppers. Snow hasn’t found its way down into the valley’s lower elevations, but we are surrounded. 6:51 AM is when the sun joined the mix, lightening the black and gray tones embedded in the ocean of thickening clouds above us.
34 F is now the temperature. No fear; it’ll bounce up to 7 C before daylight flees at 4:57 PM, the weather they say.
The Neurons are again floof-influenced with the morning mental music stream selection. (Say that three times fast before you had some coffee.) Weather drove Papi and Tucker in. They follow me around asking for sunshine. “I can’t do anything about the weather, boys.” I don’t explain that only nature and powerful Gods can control weather, as that would shatter their belief system. They think that I can do almost anything. I mean, they practically worship me.
Anyway, the cats were following me about, even after I fed them. To amuse the three of us, I run into the other room. They followed, confirming that they were going to stay right by my side.
Which, boom, caused The Neurons to say, “Hey, that’s just like that Metallica song.” Naturally, I responded, “What Metallica song?” The Neurons then commenced with “Until It Sleeps” from 1996.
“Have some coffee,” The Neurons tell me.
“Okay,” I answer, “is it ready?”
They scoff. “Did you make it?”
So, gotta go get some juice going. Stay positive, test negative. Mask as needed, if it’ll help stay some of the reach of those circling viruses. Here’s the music. I’m getting the coffee going, and then I’ll drink it until I sleep.
Cheers
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Was fortunate see Metallica at a Monsters of Rock festival down here in Jo’burg.
My wife’s cousins husband is a fireman and as part of the security set up he scored us premium tickets in a suite overlooking the gig.
When they broke into Sandman it was like watching a tidal wave as the entire crowd all swayed forward. Amazing spectacle.
It was also in the middle of a mini heat wave and they ran out of water. The organizers had to turn on hoses as some parts of the crowd were passing out like flies.
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Wow, I can imagine that. What an experience. Sounds like it stays sharp in your memory. Cheers, Michael
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