Thursday, July 3, 2003

Threatening Skies

Oh sure, rumble all you want. Turn the skies dark. Throw down a bolt of lightning or two. Knock yourself out!

I know better. It's been like this with you for some time now: 30% chance of rain, 40% chance of rain. Big rain clouds looming in the west. Rumbles. Flashes. Tantalizing drops of rain from the sky. And my rain barrels grow emptier each day.

I've seen it all. All bark. No bite. So rumble all you want. I'm not getting my hopes up.


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