The Universe is amusing itself at my expense again.
I sez to Herself, I sez, “Watch it start snowing as soon as I get all kitted up for a ride.” And what happens?
I shoulda gone into meteorology, is what. I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I could been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am, let’s face it.
Mad Blog Media 
Patrick,
You sound like you belong to the same school as my wife, I need a ride. I’ll get dressed and be ready” school. I’ll say, “But dear, according to radar, it’s snowing two miles away. NCAR local weather graphs say the temperature is in the low 30s F and not climbing. The wind is blowing 40 miles per hour. Your desire to ride will drop as soon as you go outside.”
She thinks meteorology is humbug untill she checks the real world and even then, she thinks the weather will change to something that she’ll ride in. I, on the other hand, have been caught too many times by surprise cold fronts and storms. Hypothermia is not my friend.
Duncan, I actually caught a break. I said, “Ah, bollocks, I’m going out anyway,” and grabbed a rain jacket, cap, booties and a bike with fenders. Naturally, the skies immediately cleared and here I was, seriously overdressed for what turned out to be a pretty pleasant outing. I will never be smart. The Universe wants to mess with you, it’s gonna mess with you. I should get used to it.
The universe is mindfucking you http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46r4aRs_zLI
This is why you should never bend over in front of the Universe.
Nope….it’s just “Springtime in the Rockies”!! ENJOY!!
Ahhh…springtime in NC. Sunny and in the low 80s with a gentle 6 mph wind out of the south.
Hey, there has to be SOME payback for living among all these Glenn Beck/Talibaptist zombies and their supersized dinoburners to carry their supersized asses.
Eva Marie Saint should be honored to be even obliquely linked to Herself.
If you were a meteorologist, think of all the crap you would have to put up with instead of just serving it to us idols of Patrick O’G.
Yeah, Charley … plus I’d have to wear one of those ugly-ass suits with the brightly colored strip of cloth the teevee people like to wrap around their throats. Anybody wants to lynch me, he’s gonna have to bring his own rope — I’m not getting the necktie party started for him.
As long as you aren’t sporting this Pinko ensemble you should do really well, Patrick.