In my 20’s I was in a band and we rehearsed in Brooklyn at my band mates apartment that was on the perimeter of Brooklyn College. These parakeets made huge multi-level nests behind the ballasts of the lights that illuminated the athletic fields. My boy told me the legend was a truck filled with them tipped over during a delivery to a pet store, they escaped and adapted. Pretty cool, something I’ll never forget.
I’m only interested in trees and pow. We aren’t even remotely close to those conditions. Sad really. At least when it rats down here you can drive up North to a winter wonderland and shake the bad vibes. No respite in sight.
If this thing occludes in freaking Oklahoma without any northern stream interaction, it’s gonna meander along and either exit right or wobble up to us without any dynamics and be shit. Ensembles were hinting at this yesterday.
“Promise” was the term used for the epic fail in our backyards that was the month of December. So I’m Black Mamba snake bitten with that word. But yes, the potential is there. FML… LOL