High winds and safe Santa
Did you enjoy the strong winds the evening of November 30th? I can’t say that I did. It felt like some gigantic beast was trying to thump its way into the house. Walls were creaking and I half expected the roof to lift off. All that racket made it difficult to concentrate on the B- movie we were watching. We couldn’t distinguish between the wind and the gunfire as the hero did his best to save his beautiful love interest and rest of the world from the evil drug cartel. (He won in the end, of course.)
The wind was still raging when I retired for the night but amazingly I fell asleep quickly. Heck, if I woke up in Oz I’d get Dorothy and Toto to give me a tour down the yellow brick road. . . . contd.
