blue artichoke

I was promised thunderstorms and all I got was some rain and lots of wind. I'm beginning to think "meteorology" is a pseudoscience, full of superstition and grand pronouncements. Throw some chicken bones and declare a tornado is coming, or look at the silver side of leaves and predict rain. Groundhog sees its shadow? Six more weeks of winter! I'm bitter because I woke up early this morning, packed a bag and planned a road trip to east TN. But then I watched the weather report, which was full of doom and gloom for my route, and decided to postpone the trip until tomorrow. It was cold here, but nothing worth postponing my trip. All I can say is that I hope southern Illinois and western Kentucky got pounded. That will restore my faith in the illustrious field of weather prediction.

Of course, by staying home, I won't miss the season finales of My Name is Earl and The Office, or get behind on The Ultimate Fighter!

Dinner last night: Chinese delivery
Dinner tonight: ranch chicken, peas and roasted potatoes