I’d like to apologize for the tardiness of this weekly post, which I’d intended to post a couple of days ago. Alas, just like last month, good ol’ Mother Nature had to flip her fecal matter again and strike up a storm, which took out our telephone lines until later this afternoon. Honestly, if there’s a place in America where the thunder and lightning doesn’t rage nearly as much, then by all means, folks, please let me know. Otherwise, allow me to end this pity party—or, at the very least, take it in a more artistic route—with some poetry…and, in the meantime, hope that this will be the end of this nonsense.
Otherwise, thanks for your patience and support—especially if you happen to be one of my three latest subscribers: Scott Kixmiller, LCSW, LCAS, CCS; Kutterfly; and existentialtableau. Enjoy your shout-out, you three, and much obliged!
As for everyone as a whole, enjoy!
Dustin M. Weber
Another Rant on Storms
July 13, 2018
Raging, zapping, frying…
Phone lines down again!
Sighing, groaning, growling…