Weather Gripe
I hate this weather.
OK, it's better than snow. Much better.
But aren't June and July days supposed to be hot and sunny with bucolic afternoons?
If you live in New England, you've seen sunny starts turn into Wizard of Oz afternoons, dark clouds rolling in with violent thunderstorms that last anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour.
And then it clears.
The hassle with these storms is that you can't set up comfortably outside.
You can't commit to anything.
With 50-mph winds, you have to take down any umbrellas you have set up.
If you invest in a round of golf, you can't finish.
Yesterday, I walked into a Starbucks under a blazing sun for a cup of coffee and walked back to the office in the rain.
Not just rain. Buckets of rain.
And some people had the pleasure of hail.
This is OK now and then. But not every day.
It's July. We've been waiting all year for this.
Enough with the thunderstorms.
An ode to the days of vinyl has become a reality.