6/18/11    The Wet Thing To Do

Rain, rain go away, like down to Arizona and New Mexico where half of the state is on fire. In the last two days we¹ve had two separate storms that dropped at least three inches of rain ... each! I know this because not only do I have rain gauges out but I¹m the guy who bails it out of my boat after every storm.

Besides keeping me indoors the fall out from all this rain has many other cause and affect. For instance, the pile of dirty dog towels is getting larger by the hour much less the day. Let¹s see, a pack of dogs who need drying off, including all four paws, every time they come in from outside.

And why does it seem that on sunny days the pack is perfectly content lounging around inside the house in their beds but on rainy days they jump and bark at the door to go outside every 10 minutes or so?

When you¹re closed up in the house on rainy days you¹rein much closer quarters, for many of us, with a wife and her very long Honey Do list. Thank God I saw it coming on these storms and I already hid all the paint brushes in the house.

Anyway, there are many theories as to why we¹re havingsuch rotten weather this year. Some blame it on global warming, or El Nino, or La Pena, or even Coochy Coo. Other¹s claim it¹s God playing some kind of cat and mouse game with us sinners. As if the good Lord didn¹t have better things to think about. But this is true, if He was playing a game with us the sinners would be betting on the outcome. But then none of these are the reason for our recent rainy weather. Though, I know the reason very well.

It¹s my brother Jim. Now don¹t get me wrong, he¹ a great guy. A good husband, father, grandfather, brother and family man. He¹s an avid outdoorsman, a deer hunter with a 160 score buck among the deer he has harvested. He catches fish and cleans them for a family fish fry all the time. He's a pillar in his community and church and he has a fine sense of humor. But what he doesn¹t have is good weather Karma. Not at all. He brings rain like D.Rose brings the basketball. I don¹t know what he must have done in a past life to piss off Mother Nature so bad, but when brother Jim tells us he is coming up to grandpa¹s cabin, right next door, on the weekend we break out the umbrellas and boots because you can bet  your best boat bailer the clouds will come and the heavens will open.

Hey, maybe Arizona and New Mexico should fly him down there. I mean, it would be the wet thing to do.