… even before I strapped on my Sauconys this morning, was aware of last night’s storm damage watching my morning TV news channels. It’s bad enough dealing with the assortment of hazards I have to contend with on a daily basis … I can’t tell how many car hoods I’ve smacked startling oblivious drivers, making them aware of my existence, my right-of -way, not to mention arms flailing, gesturing to pay attention to pedestrians … but this tops ’em all. Roadblock! Now, I ain’t no arborist, but I’m betting this tree was well over a hundred years old, maybe even two?!
Heard about this early in the a.m. … sadly wasn’t early enough – was a little too late for me switching shit around … and believe me, even with such short notice I tried my best wing-swinging-it, wanting to be one of the first lucky Canucks inhalin’ Anchor Bar wings not from Frank & Teressa’s original Buffalo landmark, but from the grand spankin’ new one (1st franchise in Canada) opening north of the border in Steeltown today at high noon, smack-dab downtown in Jackson Square. Happy days in the Hammer y’all … I’m goin’ to Jackson, I’m gonna mess around …yeah, I’m goin’ to Jackson!!