For your information, Columbus nearly got swept away in the flood-like deluge of rain that fell during the last 5 days. The only thing that gave us hope was a picture of a rainbow we found in a wayside children’s story book.

If I had been suitably prepared with all the necessary heavy excavating equipment, I could have easily built the mote I’ve always dreamed of.

Yesterday, while reclining on the couch and listening to music, accompanied by muted television images, I had a weather epiphany. I watched languidly as shot after shot demonstrated the liquid damage inflicted throughout the area; soon the Weatherman’s smirking face appeared to explain more of the devestation. Instantly I realized the truth: Meteorologists are completely and irrevocably responsible for all bad weather. They should be treated as they so desperately deserve.