Of Pontifications Long and Silly

It's the lull between the storms here. According to the weathermen who have proven themselves to be cataclysmic dunderheads of the first water, it was supposed to be peaceful last night and today, but imagine my utter lack of surprise when I was awakened at six o'clock this morning by a peal of thunder so loud that the windows rattled. The storm that wasn't supposed to be here until the day after tomorrow had apparently mastered the space-time continuum and decided to come early. Whee! Thankfully, the roomie managed to get this crate unplugged before it sustained any damage, and I passed the next ninety minutes with Carlito, my kitty-shaped pillow friend, over my face.

Then, or so the celestial clairvoyants promised, it would rain from noon until nine. Fine. I took my book into the bathroom, while my roomie hopped the bus to the grocery store. Three hours and one hundred pages later, and not a drop of rain. So, I have roomie check the doppler radar at Weather.com . Lo and behold, not a cloud in my neck of the woods for two hundred miles. Gainesville, on the other hand...

0 for 2, nitwits.

They claim that it's going to rain from noon tomorrow until midnight Sunday, but I have my doubts. Indeed, I think I'll rely on the doppler radar to which they have access, but never use. It has rarely steered me wrong.

So here I sit, quaffing Gobstoppers and waiting for my tea to finish steeping. As soon as it does, it will be time to fic. The Sooper Sekrit HPverse fic is going well, smooth and sweet as buttermilk, and SLS 51 is about to come out of stasis now that Lucius has finished primping. The boys in the basement have done well in clearing the cobwebs and sorting the dross from the silver. Weather permitting, it'll hit the web in ten days.

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If I don't rush into the breach again before Monday, have a wonderful Easter, and may the Lord bless and keep you.