A snow storm hit the Twin Cities, the likes of which we've not experienced in many years. The airport was shut down, public transportation slowed and taxi cab companies stopped answering their phones. The weather was bad, but I didn't allow it to stop me from leaving home. In the middle of the storm, I ventured out and about. I went to the grocery store and brought along Nephew for the experience and it was memorable. Like so many teenagers today, he wears his pants hanging off his ass or sagging. This would prove to be a problem for him. While we were walking home from the bus stop, his pants began to fall down.
We stopped several times on our walk home. Nephew needed to pull up his falling pants every ten feet or so. As we approached the building two teenage girls stepped outside. It was about this time Nephew's pants fell down completely around his ankles. He said, "Thank God I was wearing basketball shorts." I mentioned a belt would have prevented all of that from happening. He agreed. While we were out in the storm and when we were home safe and sound, I thought about the Cooleys living in Iowa in the early part of the 20th Century. How would they have dealt with weather like this? There was no television, cable, radio, cd or dvd player to pass the time. My guess is the family spent the time reading, singing, playing games or simply talking.
They endured a Midwest Winter with none of the modern conveniences we have today, We complain about the weather and the horrible condition of the sidewalks, streets and highways. My thought is, if they could make it then, I most certainly can make it now. I have all the things I need right here, with no plans for venturing out this evening or tomorrow. That seems to be the best idea for handling a Winter storm. I think they felt the same way back in 1915. Good ideas are timeless!
The UNRULEY one brought in the new year performing with Klymaxx at the Morongo Casino and Resort. I've been told Cheryl gave her fans an excellent show. I have seen UNRULEY play her guitar and listened to the sounds she puts down. It's mesmerizing. As she's playing she goes further into "the zone" and takes you along for the ride. Cheryl "strokes and grips" the neck of her guitar with great precision and authority. You'll be spellbound when she falls to her knees and plays notes with her tongue. When the show is over, you'll want to smoke a cigarette, cuddle and fall asleep! It's what I have termed "musical intercourse." Jokes aside, Cheryl is doing what she does best; she's playing her music and performing for her fans. Contrary to the many lies and multiple haters coming for her, Cheryl keeps pressing on. You gotta love her -- she gets paid to do what she enjoys doing. That's a great way to bring in the New Year!!!
