Dog Thursday and Einstein
Moving my blog . . .
I couldn't help myself on this one. My uncle died one year ago tomorrow and his 'wife' - if you can really call her that, since she moved out of his house and out of the county a full year before he died, refusing to grant him a divorce only because she was after his inheritance - put a sappy Bullsh*t memorial in the paper today. The hussy had two reasons for doing it: 1. to try and make my grandparents think she cares because she has her eyes on their bank account and 2. because she knew how much it would piss off my mom, my cousin, and myself. The poem I just finished that follows says it all. My uncle, whom I loved despite his problems, would have gotten a kick out of it. Here's to you, Tom-Tom.
I just found this site and thought it was kind of cool. On the Weather Underground mainpage, type in your zip code or the location you want in the box in the upper left hand corner of the screen. It will bring up your current conditions, show radar for your area, give a 5-day forecast, and if you ever wondered what your latitude and longitude were, well it tells you that, too, right on the upper right. I thought it was pretty interesting.