Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Might be needin' one of these right quick unless the Santa Ana winds kick in and blow all that glow-in-the-dark stuff back to Nippon.
I hear tell there's a run on iodine, but that don't do moi no good. TWC is deathly allergic to iodine in any form, particularly when it comes from Maine and is served with drawn butter.
Show of hands. How many of you remember these things? How about you Echo Boomers and Gen X'ers? Any of you ever see one?
Not sure if this is a relic of the Cold War or if there really is a shelter there to the left. Saw it while wandering the mean streets of Berdoo on a scorching September afternoon in 2009.
TWC's grandfather lived in Berdoo at 777 27th Street when it was a better neighborhood. Berdoo is also home to the original chapter of the Hells Angels dating to 1948. Not to mention the original Mickie Dees, before Ray Kroc traveled west to find out why the McDonald brothers needed so many meat grinders. Tip of the glass to McDonalds for finally acknowledging their real history.
As far as that goes, TWC has never been able to understand why the biggest Route 66 Extravaganza on the old road is routinely scheduled for the hottest weekend of the year.
Tonight? Fierce winds. Relentless rain. Running low on firewood. Plenty of wine.
Earlier: Rain deprived, The House Blond lay in the concrete driveway, in the radioactive rain, on a dollar bet (for one minute).