Alright, here’s the dea,l fans: Every few years, the ‘human gets cocky and attempts to make and then sell the Weatherreader, a mind-blowing compilation of subtle racism, sexism, ageism and Weatherisms. Some years, it’s a failure, but some years, it’s a success. I happen to think I’m a tremendous success, so if you’re interested in buying a reader, either send an e-mail to or send a Facebook message to T.W. Human telling me you’re in.

With enough interest, I’ll start working on them immediately, and produce an affordable-yet-priceless work of art featuring everything I’ve written this year. Let me know peeps, and I’ll make you the only reader you’ll ever keep.

Tuesday’s Forecast: Did I mention you might get to meet me? Oh, now you’re interested…