…. 3:30pm here, and the Sun is shining hot…. last night’s thunderstorms passed through quickly and drenched absolutely everything…. so the air is hanging hot and thick outside now… steamy, almost…

…. there is thunder in the distance, too…. barely within earshot…. far away…. and the dark clouds to the southwest have yet to get close enough to douse the sunshine…..

… you can smell it on the breeze if you focus, the promise of rain…. even without the thunder or ominous clouds as indicators, if you close your eyes and inhale, it is there…. the smell of rain that is soon to arrive… rain that we desperately need… cooling rain…. water to heal and soothe the plants from their baking….

…. I changed out of my everyday clothes and put on some brown pants and a starched blue shirt a few minutes ago….

… soon I will be off to pick up my Mother…. a young brother of a family friend has passed, and we’ll be off to pay our respects….. he was suffering, and it is good that it all has finally ended….. and for his family, this evening by the time his funeral is over, it’ll be raining a hot, Southern rain…. We certainly need it…. and I suspect they will too….

… it hardly seems like a year since Acidman left us… my goodness…. I miss that old Georgia boy…..

by Eric on June 26, 2007 | Bullshit (3) | TrackBack (0) | Thinking
Bullshit So Far

Rob has left this plane of existence but will live a long time in the memory of those who knew him. I never got to meet the Acid Dude but we exchanged e-mail from time to time. Mostly on raising kids and divorce. I have never been divorced but my parents were, so I gave him the perspective from that side. I can think of worse things than to be remembered fondly by so many. Oh and Happy Birthday to Fiona while I am rambling here.

Bullshitted by Rey B on June 26, 2007 05:33 PM

Indeed, Rob is still missed. Almost nobody had a way with words like he did.

Bullshitted by Cappy on June 26, 2007 08:35 PM

As do we, my do we.

Bullshitted by Elisson on June 27, 2007 06:30 PM