Hello, my vivacious valentines! How are you? It’s so wonderful to see the grass growing and the flowers blooming. That is winter in Wisconsin 2012. I sincerely hope that Mother Nature is not fooled by Old Man Winter’s hijinks. If the fauna and flora start breeding and feeding too soon, they can be killed by cold snaps to come. On the other hand, if it’s not going to get much colder this winter, I wonder if such an early start won’t strain resources. The weather is so strange, and certainly the talk of the town. As they say, everybody talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it - unless you count the millions of tons of greenhouse gases that we’ve released. Oh my.
As I was corrected last week, today is the day for a ruling in Mr. Mayor John Dickert’s slander case. Mr. OrbsCorbs has stated that he believes that the judge will rule in favor of Mr. Mayor, saying that Mr. Mayor was acting as mayor when he said the e-word on the radio. I have predicted otherwise, but both our outcomes are the same: Racine taxpayers will pay for Mr. Mayor John Dickert’s personal lawsuit legal bills. Oh dear.
My next blog won’t appear until Wednesday, so let me take this opportunity to give you an early reminder of Valentine’s Day, next Tuesday, February 14, 2012. If you are lucky enough to have a special someone in your life, you may want to express your love to him or her on that day. Of course, you don’t have to buy into the big, Madison Avenue candy boxes and flowers. Maybe just a few words are enough: “I love you.”
Here’s the “History of Valentine's Day” from the History Channel:
“I love you” is not just for that special someone in my life, but for all of my readers, too. Thank you for reading my blog today. I enjoy creating them for you.
Cupid not cutting it for you? Try Madame Zoltar’s® combination love potion and paint thinner, Loventine™.
madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.
This is where I usually warn you about the dangers of the week’s upcoming weather, but, uh, who the hell knows, anyway? Be safe, have fun, be loving, my dear friends. Don’t let the bedbugs bite. Belocolus!