Some people see the glass as being half-full; some see it as half-empty. The ‘human sees the glass as being too big for the content.

And that’s how I’d like to think of my tenure as the Weatherhuman, over as of today. The Nexus could never fulfill me, or at least my request to have a full-page illustrated column with full color. But don’t feel sorry for me: Weatherhumans don’t die, they just slowly get drunk off of filled-to-the-brim cups.

Wednesday’s Forecast: To the new ‘human — hahahahahaha. There, the only laugh you’ll get all year. Kudos.