Rantings of the Crewcut Dad

Come enjoy the rantings of radio personality/comedian/actor/bon vivant Brian Noonan. Brian shares his unique and jaded views on family, pop culture,the suburban jungle and the world at large.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

It's Raining, It's Pouring


The sky has turned an odd shade of green, the wind is whipping up and I just saw an old woman fly by on a bike. That's right, we're in the middle of a thunderstorm. I hope that the power doesn't go out in the middle of my posting, thus robbing you of my pearls of wit and wisdom, but that's a chance we'll all have to take. In reality I shouldn't even be typing this during the storm. At least that's what "Wife" has advised.

It must be a slow day at the office for "Wife", or she's getting paid to monitor the Weather Channel. As soon as the storm started, she called me in a panic. "Don't take a shower or use the computer while it's storming!" When I inquired as to the source of her insanity, she told me that during a thunderstorm, lightening can be attracted to your house not only through the electrical wiring, but by copper piping and water. She claimed that I could in fact be in the shower, sudsing and singing and all of a sudden Mother Nature, in all her vengeful glory, could send a lightening bolt to zap my happy, soapy behind, striking me down like a high voltage Simon Cowell. I had never heard of this, but she insisted it was true. She also said that lightening could hit the house and send voltage through the wiring, shooting it out of the computer monitor like a death ray. Again, I probably could have looked this up to verify, but if I had proven "Wife" wrong, or worse, delusional, it would have made for a long night. I did mention the fact that the phone was plugged into an electrical outlet. She let out a high pitched shriek and hung up. that may be that last I hear from her until the storm blows over.

Part of me feels like I need to write a bit more, but to be honest, anther part of me wants to go hop in the shower. I've been pushing my luck for a while and I think it's time to take things to the limit. Besides, it's been hot for the last two days and I would imagine I'm pretty pungent. If I'm here tomorrow, you'll know I survived. If not, send "Wife" a congratulatory letter. She will have gotten the ultimate "I told you so." Who am I kidding? I'm heading down to the basement. Later...Brian

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