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June 28, 2003 - 5:32 p.m.

Schizophrenic Weather

It rains.

It suns.

It rains.

It suns.

Weather poetry. they say when you haven't got anything to say, bring up the weather. Well, I did.

The JohnnieV clan made our annual pilgrammage to Sheltons in Indiana to stock up on explosives. Our display will feature arial rocketry this year. (insert your favorite phallic metaphor here.) Not one damn bottle rocket. I insisted. Last year's cache lasted a whole year, and there's plenty left. What a waste of gunpowder. And no firecrackers either, those things are just annoying. All our explosions will take place several feet in the air.

We'll feature mortar shells, rockets and what they call "Texas sized bottle rockets". They go up with a big whooosh and they always feature a colorful finish.

Sheltons was packed. How many fingers will be blown off this year in the area? I got a head start!

The traffic was horrible. It always is on that stretch of road, I80-94 serves as a connection for I-65 and points north. Son1 was late for work, and me without a damn cell phone to call in on and announce his lateness. A payphone in Lansing did the trick. Payphones are going the way of the Wooly Mammoth because everyone (but me) has a cellphone. Payphones are good for non-traceable calls to your married lover or drug dealer. Perhaps they could be one and the same in sopmeone's world.





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