Chicago has seen more than 50 inches of snow hit it the ground since December.
The permafrost in the alleys is four inches thick, slate hard and slate gray, and has its own topography.
So around here a lot of us are asking the same thing:
"Make it rain."
Because...
"...
Night's too quiet
Stretched out alone
I need the whip of thunder
And the winds dark moan
...
I'm close to Heaven
Crushed at the gate
They sharpen their knives
On my mistakes
...
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
..."
Night's too quiet
Stretched out alone
I need the whip of thunder
And the winds dark moan
...
I'm close to Heaven
Crushed at the gate
They sharpen their knives
On my mistakes
...
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain
..."
Yeah baby.
4 comments:
permafrost in the alleys is four inches thick, slate hard and slate gray, and has its own topography.
dang dood it's 75F here, shucks, I gotta ole pare of crampons I cud sendz ya. :-))
My big sis in chi-town turns '10' tomorrow. Here's hoping it gets bright and sunny for a weekend. Yeahh, that ain't liklee happenin, but itz da thot dat count.
party on!
oop, i hit thee buttons predeterminately - wuz mee
-skunqeshy
As I was watching that video, a vignette of Tom Waits ordering coffee at Starbucks popped into my head.
OMG, you're a Tom Waits fan too? I am hooked on your blog...
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