It's raining today with a promise of storminess later, but for the past few days, it's been really nice. We even got out, took the bus to Ohio City, and wandered around a bit in the balmy thirty-seven degree weather last Friday. Our wandering always seems to land us at the Old Angle Tavern, but hey, it's a great place to be.
The down side of nice weather is that, when the neighbors stop shivering long enough to talk to each other, it inevitably turns into screeching and yelling and door-slamming. And really, it's not so much that I mind the noise (I do mind it a little, but not a lot - there's good solid brick between us and them), but that I keep wondering: how can anybody live like that? These people are angry all the time. With blood pressure like that, they'd probably pop like a balloon if you scratched them.
But hey, we're expecting some fun stormy weather and I just finished "The Man Comes Around" for POW!erful Tales and I'm looking forward to some City of Heroes (or Villains) action tonight with Tom, Mike and Em to reward myself, so it's all good.