N'or easter Rocks Boston!...not really

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OK...as I sat here last night watching the weather forecasts, in great anticipation, of another storm hitting New England in three(3) days I contemplated on what I should do! Naturally, as we all know, it may be the big one...the big kahuna...the one that goes into the record books. My mind started to gear up for the desperation mode. What should I do? Board up the windows? Put sandbags around the house? Baton down the hatches? Bid my final farewell to mankind? No, I do what every New Englander does in these stormy times...I went to the supermarket and got milk and bread. That is probably the one thing foremost on the minds of people here. MY LORD...CRASH THE GATES! Bust the doors down! We need milk...We need bread! There is more panic on the faces of people in the bread aisle than there is on the thought of the impending storm. It's a laugh, really. Yes, I know some of you are thinking that I may be taking this a bit to lightly. Well...having lived here most of my life I guess you get accustomed to the "brouhaha" that the weathermen forecast. Now please do not take me to task on this article for it is mainly meant to be "tongue-in-cheek". We have had some major storms with deadly consequences and I do not mean to take that away from anyone. BUT...this storm, so far, is a bust.

This morning, after drinking all the milk and toasting a half loaf of bread that I purchased last night I jumped into my car and drove to Revere Beach in Massachusetts. Having my batteries in full charge on both my camcorder and SLR I was armed...lock and loaded...ready for battle against natures fury. Heading south on I-93 in the pouring rain I contemplated my best moves as to where I would be safe from the raging sea yet still in a spot where I could take pictures in relative calm.

As I approached my exit the sky was black against the silhouette of the Boston skyline. "OH BOY" I thought, this is going to be great! I'm thinking "the waves are going to be awesome...this is going to be a real adventure...I can't wait to get to the beach and push my way through the wind and rain from this event"...HA! what a bust. Yes it was windy and raining...the throngs of people ended up being mostly locals out for there usual morning walk numbering a half dozen or so...and the waves?My hair is wavier. But still it did make for an entertaining morning. My opinion of the weather forecasters in Boston? Wish I had a job where I could be wrong about something and still be looked upon as a "good weatherman" when I can relatively, with accuracy, at least predict that the day will be light and the night....dark. Have a great day everyone! :)