Somewhere between Sesame Street and Fraggle Rock, just north of Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood, lies Weather-Valhalla, where all good weatherhumans go when they graduate.
The Nexus staff turns over this weekend, and lo, my time is at hand. But, although my term has passed, a new Weatherhuman will soon rise to take my place – a new nameless, faceless, ubiquitious bastard.
And it will be watching.
Friday’s forecast: Watch for a change in the weather.