Last night I performed an idiocy. However, it all panned out and I rather enjoyed the results. For the second time in the last month and a half, I locked my keys in the car. Al least I didn’t do it in Chicago this time. Instead I merely had to walk back to campus and collect the wife’s keys and return home. All without forking over the $65.

The stormy season in Indiana has officially begun as of last night. While I was walking all over town I was witness to one of the best lightening displays ever. It wasn’t just the incredibly bright bolts slashing down from the heavens, but huge arcing webs of light running from horizon to horizon. If I hadn’t been outside I would have though I’d stumbled onto the set of Frankenstein or Mr. Wizard’s Lab.

The gods were smiling on me as well. The driving rain that was all but promised by the imposing cloud/lightening combination did not materialize the entire time I was in transit from home to campus and back. There was a bit of a sprinkle off and on, but I remained relatively dry.

After a long winter the raw power of a summer storm becomes an abstract memory – something I know I know, but can only recall the details in a detached sort of way. Last night provided enough tactile stimuli to re-establish the proper relationship of the near immortal Fezboy! with the natural universe. Quite tiny, really.

More grumbling from the gods today. The skies are swollen and everything is just dim. Speaking of swollen skies, I read a forecast for Flowertown last night. It told Fezboy! that I can expect "Ominous clouds" tomorrow. WTF?! Purple prose notwithstanding, I think that is a bit much. Whatever happened to "mostly cloudy" or "overcast"? Ominous . . . sheesh!