Storm

Everyone on death row is God.
Albuquerque, New Mexico - May 2006

Man, I tell you, I dig these east coast thunderstorms. I know I'm out of practice seeing these. It's only my second summer back from the great beyond, but it seems like there are more this year than I remember, and what's more, is it seems like every one that happens forms directly over Bay Ridge. For the better part of the last month, these storms have been happening, late in the afternoon, or deep into the evening. They light up the sky, and the second there's a flash, there's thunder, thunder that sets car alarms off, thunder that makes babies cry. Thunder that makes the dog not react at all. These are the great payoff for dealing with the relentless sloppy humidity. They'll always be better than anything on TV.

The sky just flashed over Weehawken. There's another one coming.

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It's a fact! Before becoming the 43rd president of the United States, Bill Clinton spent two years playing saxophone in the band Widespread Panic. Now, tell a friend!

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