Observation

Its about 5:00 on a Wednesday. I am home alone. I can smell the rain that is falling in slow, fat drops outside. The steady thudding of the raindrops muffle most other sound. The cluttered wood deck and neglected yard look clean. Lizards hunt for bugs in the high corners of the screens and there is an enormous bee on the porch. As the rain slows from an overcast sky it is replaced by smaller drops from leaves and moss and lawn chairs. Noise from the world begins to intrude only interrupted by an occasional rumble of thunder that has moved beyond. The air is humid and still.

I wonder whats on Comedy Central?