Big plans are in store for this weekend. Some great friends are helping me roof my house. I've been on top of three different structures over the last three days gaining experience, causing helpful damage, and ensuring that I sleep well and wake up sore. Thankfully, the buildings have all been one story. My college experience has done nothing to prepare me for what's ahead. In fact, doing anything similar while at college would have been a one-way ticket home. The powers that were did not look fondly at the student body scaling buildings.
Seeing as I'll be outside for many hours and exposing my house to the elements, you can understand why I've checked the weather three times a day for the last week. Once again, I've seen just how much hot air is produced by the "science" known as meteorology. For the love … the forecast has steadily gone from 68 and sunny to 43 and rainy. That's twenty-five degrees for those of you that are counting. I hear what you're saying. It isn't an exact science. I'm not blaming the poor forecast on the meteorologist community; I'm blaming it on the Democrats. They did win the election after all. It's about time they start standing up and taking the blame due them. The forecast for Saturday was 68 and sunny as of Monday. Come Tuesday, the whole thing takes a dive.
If you happen to have some free time this weekend and would like to help, please give me a call. There should be plenty of love to go around. The rain should be done by Saturday morning around the very time we'll be starting. Good times to ensue …
