The Rain is Nice, But . . .

It's been more than a month since my last post, and I am not quite sure whether it's because I haven't had much to say, or whether I have been so busy that I haven't taken the time to write anything.

Most might suggest that the former is the true reason.

Whether or not I have had anything worthwhile to say, I certainly cannot claim that nothing much has been going on. To the contrary, so much has been going on lately that I hardly know where to start. So I'll begin with the obvious: It rained buckets this afternoon in North Arlington. I know this not only because I could see it through my seventh-floor office window, but because (typically) I left the windows on my Chevy Tahoe open.

It rained so much that water had thoroughly soaked my fabric-covered seats, and when I got home from the office, the seat of my pants were so wet that it looked like I had taken lessons from Annabelle and Lily (my six-month and four-month old granddaughters) on how to score a new set of clothes. Not only did I have to change trousers, my underwear was soaked, and I was forced to don a clean pair (and it's not even Saturday!).

But the worst of it is my garage door opener, which I leave in a compartment on the driver's side front door (just below the open window). A puddle of water had gathered in the compartment and almost submerged my garage door opener. I am hoping that a change of battery and a good drying out will render it workable again.

Youngest daughter Mandy and her husband, Gayer, are back in Korea. Mandy had come home to deliver her baby, and on June 4, she and the baby boarded a plane for the long trip to the other side of the world. Nancy accompanied them and stayed for two weeks, so it was just me, the dogs, the cat and the fish left behind to guard the homestead.

It was a long and lonely two weeks, especially after having Mandy here for almost five months. Gayer was here for the month of April, and Lily was here from the time she was born.

Business at the law firm is brisk, especially on the financial rehabilitation front. The troubled economy is placing a large number of really good people in harm's way from a financial standpoint. More and more of them are responding to our offer to provide meaningful assistance in these difficult times.

It's odd. I often hear the President and his aides telling us that the economy is getting better and stronger, but I just don't see much evidence of it. Of course, politicians are adept at telling us what they think we want to hear.

I wonder if anyone other than me would like to hear the truth, as opposed to more sugar-coated political rhetoric.

On a less serious note, my beloved Baylor Bears will remain in the Big 12 (now 10) Athletic Conference, at least for now. Something about a "political tsunami", according to the Pac 10 Commissioner, who was trying to recruit the big state schools for his grandiose vision of a super 16-team conference.

My alma mater may not be able to field a national champion football team, but we do produce some pretty loyal and well-connected graduates. Besides, Baylor is very competitive in all of the other collegiate sports. So those conference commissioners with dreams of snagging UT, A&M and Tech for their conferences would do well to consider mild and meek Baylor, as well. After all, the Good Book says that the meek will inherit the Earth, and the events over the past couple of months may provide evidence of that fact.

Signing off for now. Meanwhile, keep it between the lines and be careful out there.

R. David Weaver