There’s A Storm A Comin’

The weather has been downright miserable.

Frigid cold.

High winds.

Snow.

And I know everyone is wondering, Ollie is still catching passes. 150 yesterday in 4 different sessions. I’m all dressed up, he’s running and diving, and leaping in the ice cold air.

But he’s going to get a break because if I can get the hell out on Tuesday, I’ll be playing golf in the sunshine.

Yet, I have to battle through this storm like everyone else.

And this isn’t one of those storms that might miss us somehow…

…I’m not much of a meteorologist, but dead red on the radar is a tip-off.

The problem being, of course, that clearing snow is most definitely more difficult as an older man.

Especially because by the end of each week everything hurts.

And in a widespread storm like this the news reporters spend the first ten minutes every hour giving us all tips on how to survive:

Here’s a handy recap:

1). Stay inside.

2). If you go outside, dress warmly.

3). Don’t shovel for too long if you’re old cause you’ll end up facedown in the snow bank.

4). Make sure you have food and water.

5). If you are outside too long, get to a warm place and get un-cold.

This is also a week that I will commit to memory for all those who like to bitch that it’s ‘too hot’.

So, stay safe.

Watch a little television.

Howl at the moon.

Riding the storm out.