Here in bee-YOO-tee-ful downtown Knobite Corner, we got the can’t-buy-rain-for-love-or-money blues. We’re somewhere between seven and nine inches in the hole on our annual rainfall total, the air quality is a constant Code Orange (okay, I hear you, and in the Vol Nation, that’s a problem? ;)), the grass is in imminent danger of dying, Mom’s COPD is acting up badly, and tempers are short. Mine in particular.
Wonder if dancing to this great old tune by the late Eddie Rabbitt would help?