Zeros

Life & Occasions:  Ugly Shoes for Nothing It's a graduation year. The weather didn't get the memo. Neither did my feet. There's a rhythm to adult social life that anybody who lived through the AM radio era understands instinctively. You have your wedding years and your graduation years , and they alternate with the kind of cruel predictability that used to get worked into the bridge of a Dionne Warwick song. This is a graduation year. Which means outdoor events, potluck tables under a canopy that is slightly too small, and a sky that has been threatening since Thursday. You know how it goes. You stand in the closet for twelve minutes trying to thread the needle between festive and waterproof . You land, as you always do, on the shoes that look sensible. Not glamorous — you abandoned that when you saw the forecast — but at least not embarrassing. Except they are embarrassing, because the ones you own that look comfortable are not. The ones that actually are...

Nature Just Blew the Roof Off — And She's Coming Back ▪︎ Your Faithful, Furious Correspondent Remember that 1985 Foreigner track, I Want to Know What Love Is ? Beautiful. Soaring. Totally unprepared for what comes next. That's exactly how millions of Americans felt when Friday the 13th — yes, that date — delivered one of the most savage windstorms this continent has seen in years, and then had the nerve to whisper: Round two is Sunday.  Let's get the numbers on the table, because they are genuinely unhinged . Winds at Cleveland's Burke Lakefront Airport topped out at 85 mph — that's EF-0 tornado territory. Pittsburgh's airport logged a gust clocked as its fourth-strongest on record outside of a thunderstorm. In Wyoming, a spot near Chugwater recorded 109 mph , the highest wind speed Cheyenne's regional airport has ever measured in 30 years of using modern equipment. Thirty-two semi-trucks blew over on Wyoming interstates in a single day. Ei...