Apparently my whining about the hot weather was productive--awoke this morning to the sound of a good ole Texas Thunderstorm! It wasn't in the forecast, so I'm pretty sure that my whining was the cause. Because God like whiners in addition to the Dallas Cowboys.
Speaking of signs from God, apparently He is sending a message to me via the comics. Here's the weird thing; I don't even read the comics. Work the crossword puzzle on the comics page, but that's it. SWMBO reads 'em though, religiously. Not "Judge Parker", of course. I'm pretty sure no one reads "Judge Parker". Just like no one ever read "Mary Worth" or "Mark Trail" or "Lucy". But today, for an unexplainable reason, she read "Judge Parker". And here's where it gets really weird; one of the characters is thinking about buying a Motor Home!!!! So there you have it--either God is sending me a message, or the RV Industry is so desperate to sell those gas guzzlers that they're resorting to product placement in "Judge Parker".
I can't come up with any rational reason to buy a Motor Home. They're expensive to purchase and operate, awkward to drive and park, prone to breaking down, and pretty much relegate you to living in a Trailer Park. And I find myself fascinated with the thought of touring the country in one. Put it down to curiosity, perhaps. Or a case of the dumb-ass. Anyway, Terri and I are enjoying thinking about what the future holds, which may indeed include a Motor Home. After all, if Judge Parker is getting one, they must be fabulous!