Still Icebound In Texas & Now Thinking Of Going Swimming With The Icicles

A long long time ago I used to be able to go swimming in what is now my ice pond. The fountain that spouts water into the pool has caused really big icicles to form.

I am really hoping that the icicles begin to melt tomorrow.

Right now it is the hottest it has been here in days. 19 degrees.

Snow is predicted to be possible from now until tomorrow.

Up in my old hometown in Washington, right now, it is 48 degrees. The Scrabble Queen of Washington is escaping those frigid Washington temperatures tomorrow by going to Hawaii.

Meanwhile down in Port Aransas, on the semi-tropical Texas Gulf Coast, Alma has had to give up her regular flip flops and put on real shoes due to it being 40 degrees in Port Aransas. Houston is scheduled to possibly get some snow. I have not heard if the snow is predicted to make it all the way to Alma.

Back here in the D/FW Metroplex the usually hot Elsie Hotpepper turns into Elsie Coolbean in this icy misery.  I've heard from Elsie erratically ever since we went into the DEEP FREEZE. Usually I have heard from Elsie Hotpepper several times by this time in the day. I hope she did not try and do some saloon hopping in these dire conditions and suffer some icy woe.

Al Gore has been in the news explaining how the worst winter weather in decades is just one more sign of Global Warming. I think I actually voted for him.

Alma the Songbird of the Texas Gulf Coast & Coach Potato Productions Sings For You

You are looking at Alma, Songbird of the Texas Gulf Coast, in mid-warble, singing from her new deluxe apartment in the sky, in the town of Port Aransas, where Alma is currently headquartered, running her Coach Potato Productions Corporation.

I met Alma sometime late in the last century, or early in the current century. around the same time I met Gar the Texan, in this bizarre thing, the nature of which I had never experienced before, called the D/FW Singles Newsgroup.

There were a lot of what I would call "marginal" personality types in D/FW Singles. Gar the Texan and I and Alma (and others) would have fun, at times, tweaking their hyper-sensitive sensitivities.

My favorite escapade in D/FW Singles was what came to be known as the Donisagate Scandals. Alma sort of got caught on the wrong side of Donisagate, at first. Then she figured it out. Donisagate started in a saloon in North Dallas, the name of which now escapes me. Donisa and I had left the saloon. And then got called back. And that is when Donisagate began. I was oblivious of the fuse that had been lit that night, even though I lit it, til the next morning.

I wonder where Donisa is now?

In the past week Alma disbanded her Havana Dreams duo, firing her conga drum drummer, Luis. I would not have said anything til now, but I think Alma is well rid of that skeezy-sleazy Luis guy.

This week Alma mastered the art of the solo making of a music video. Below is Alma's "test" effort, singing a Neil Young song called "Sugar Mountain."  I must add, regarding the video, Alma said she should have combed her hair, put on makeup and adjusted the lighting. But it was a test, so who cares....