No, I haven’t quit poker and gone back to hide and seek. I am holding the Altzheimer’s at bay and avoiding a second childhood everywhere but the tables. Here I am quoting a tree in my side yard.
The weather outside is frightful. And a fire wouldn’t help. The whole Chicagoland area seems under water. The storms keep marching in from the west and there are more of them this morning. Various places report multiple inches of rain on a daily basis. With all the rain there is wind and the fine new Doppler radar introduce me to a new effect that went through my area; Mesocyclone. I had to look it up on Wikipedia. All WeatherUnderground had on it was that it was a little yellow icon on the map. It is a new term brought about by Doppler radar.
All the local reporters are out there looking as miserable as the rest of us. They’ve been issued hip boots and waders. We see them repeatedly standing under umbrellas having a bad hair day. Their dapper attire hangs as listless as their echoing of the last report with a flood or downed power line in the background.
So, you can see why I was avoiding reality with a bit of stud on FullTilt. It was 4 p.m. And my success wasn’t any better than the weather. The light started flickering and my UPS was talking to me every few seconds. Rather than quit, I stayed around and donked off a few more chips. I’d watch the table and then outside — the wind that had reached major proportions. Then it was all gone and a pieceful quiet descended. I left the game.
Why leave down? We’ll during all this: Out on the lawn there arose such a clatter I sprang from my game to see what was the matter.
In the side yard I have this tree. I think it is an Ash. It past claim to fame was it was there. It isn’t in a spot that offers a lot of benefits to the landscape. It overhangs the roof or at least it used to.
I’d thought I was pretty lucky not to be anywhere near a flood plain. Same for losing electricity. People just down the road lost theirs for 5 days with the heat index triple digits or close most of those days. Mother nature heard my childish counterparts shouting