Yesterday a glowing, colorful and perfect half-circle of a rainbow made me laugh and jump for an hour while the warm afternoon rain soaked my hair and clothes.

Gorgeous and misty, the bright colored bands told me why ancients called them a god’s sign.

True: The spectrum made visual is just trillions of photons diffracting through countless billions of water droplets suspended in a virtual atmospheric colloid

But, sucks to all that.

Tuesday’s long Forecast: Man still worships, though all gods have gone ‘splat!’