Weather and storage solutions.

Twenty years ago a TV channel devoted to weather was a very clever idea ... except now we all have computers, iPads and mobile phones and don’t have to sit in front of the television for 45 minutes waiting for the next local forecast. So what’s a weather network to do now that we’ve settled into the second decade of the 21st century? Maybe they could they think about covering HARD NEWS beyond the immediate scope of a natural disaster (even though it’s fun to toss a reporter into a category four hurricane) or try investigative reports on FEMA or volcanic ash or global warming. However, if you’re totally clueless like The Weather Channel, why not just show LAME HOLLYWOOD MOVIES ABOUT WEATHER.

I’m not joking. I turned to The Weather Channel night before last to find out how a local storm was progressing here in Dallas and all I got was Bill Murray in Groundhog Day. Quite honestly, if they’re so damn desperate for alternate programming maybe they could take some stock footage of a disaster and add their own dialog and sound effects, like Woody Allen’s What’s Up Tiger Lily.

In case you’re not sure what this is, it’s a gigantic COMFORTER BAG for storing off-season bedding. Sam and I have huge closets here, but none of our shelves are deep enough for king-size comforters and blankets. So with our new summer quilt set on the way from Overstock.com I decided to research storage options for our winter bedding and found these terrific handled totes on Wal-Mart’s website. They’re 25" square and a foot deep, and according to a bunch of customer reviews (I love reading customer reviews!) they’ll hold a king-size comforter with room to spare. I bought three totes at $9.88 each. I’ll store them in a nice neat row on the floor of our walk-in closet.

As much as I’m enjoying this post, I think I’ll go to bed now. Sam hit the sack three hours ago and actually slept most of the day on Saturday. He said he was just exhausted from a crazy week at work, which is certainly true, but he also hasn’t been feeling very well because he’s sucking on lozenges and carrying tissues. He pretends he’s okay, but he can’t fool ME. I’m a genius.