the apple of my eye

[somedayseattle]

Big shout out to our local weather buffoons for yesterdays forecast. They could not have been any more wrong if they actually tried to be more wrong. Them-"45 MPH winds! Thunderstorms! Lightning! The Apocalypse!" Reality-"Sunny! 72 degrees! No breeze at all! A stunning spring day!". Seriously, how in the piss can dipshits be so effing bad at what they and still keep a job????

Driving home for our weekly groceria expedition when we got a call from Da Younga Sista. She invited us to meet her and J-Nic at the State Fairgrounds to peruse the weekly flea market. Why not? It's sunny and nice. Sitting in the apartment is a waste of a pleasant day. Truth be told, rifling through piles of other peoples overly priced throwaways is not my idea of a good time. But I did score this bad-ass Peanuts lunchbox. Sista was interested in it, too. She asked if I was going to use or just keep it on a shelf. I said the latter but the truth is I will fill it with goodies' and give it to her for Chritmit.

Comments

[elainegrey]

You missed that wind? Geeze, the trees were swaying here like they do in hurricanes, Dad was at a bar drinking at a picnic table that got blown over (with all the drinks), driving up 15-501 with the jeep i could tell when i caught a tail wind, and in Carrboro last night i thought i was going to be blasted into Chapel Hill.