“Winter is coming!, is a line repeated often in the Game of Thrones series. In the middle west, here in southwest Ohio, many are highly focused on the weather. It is the only reason I turn on the TV news. The weather guys and gals have the same message, precipitation of some sort is coming. Saying that out loud though is undramatic. “Pink!”, John Gumm (the gummer) says to the side of the camera while he points and gestures and gives a short lecture on various weather models.

Donald Trump tried it years ago while talking about hurricane tracks. He was not nearly as effective as John. John is good at it. Other weather folks merely report that we’re all gonna die. John is able to explain with confidence the amount of death that will be achieved and how you will perceive your own death while you are dying.

Right now at 4PM the sun is shining. It is cold outside so any of the singing birds are shivering while they sing. The smart ones have left for Florida. Tomorrow at 10:06AM, death will come.

“Winter is coming!”, screamed the knight staffing the wall. He then politely bowed his head as the king cut it off. The king remarked to his sons that he had brought with him, “If you sentence someone to beheading, you should be the one to do it.” Is there honor in there somewhere? It is a gruesome series.

Keep up the good work , John. It is going to snow here maybe. It will be inconvenient for a few hours. The internet might die if a tree falls on the wires outside.

Perhaps I will read a book.

Carpe winter day Diem.