All right, who signed off on this weather?!

It's the Mid-West. It is November. It should be expected. Why is it that every year I get caught off guard as to how quickly the weather can turn crappy around here?! Suddenly -within a day- it is long underwear season for the love of God.

I Took the dog for a walk. Frenchy is not pleased with me. It was too cold and windy for the dog to even pee. French opted to wait until we were home so he could use the kitchen floor, the little &%#@!.

On a positive note, the price of gas will fall even more dramatically in the next few hours. Based solely on the fact that I filled up today.

"Pending" My Ass.

You would think Mr. Lewis would take note of the already numerous empty storefronts on Prospect Road before building the brand new large and empty "Heritage Square" strip mall in Peoria Heights.

The development has been complete since late summer. The shopping center's sign has a slew of "Pending" notices but in reality, only Heritage Bank has signed on as a tenant (leaving yet one more vacant building in The Heights).

In today's PJ Star article, Developer Lewis says that he is just lacking an anchor. As soon as one signs on, more businesses are sure to hop on board. Uh-huh. Kind of like saying, "The minute I win the lottery, I will pay that money I owe you."

Hopefully the developers of the Heights' other new strip mall (or as Bob Manning likes to call it, Community Center) now underway on the corner of Prospect and War Memorial will take note of the brand new, beautiful and vacant Heritage Square located just a few blocks North.

I know. Fat chance.

It is so hard to get out of bed on cold mornings.

Don't you think so too, Bill?

Very few real men could pull off this outfit...

Russ can. Can you?

A few harsh words for one of my favorite people...

The City Council meeting ran almost until 10:00 p.m. last night. No where near a record. However, it would have been done at about 8:30 if Gale, er, I mean, Gary would just SHUT UP!!!

I love and respect you Councilman Sandberg, but seriously, if you don't have anything new to say... STOP TALKING!!!

We heard you the first time. We just don't agree. No need to repeat yourself.

Think of it this way, the sooner Council finishes up, the sooner we can all go drink beer.

Love,

Polly

To Willy Nilly...

Who writes he likes his women well trimmed.
Who knew?