Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for August 11, 2019

Break out the cape only when necessary.

(That’s why I never have so far.)

But, where’s Luddy? Oh, that’s right, he’s under the bed.

My wife hated thunderstorms. If one started at night I’d wake up half strangled. She’d wrap herself around me like the antibodies wrapped Raquel in Fantastic Voyage.

I love thunderstorms, especially in the middle of the night.

“Toxic masculinity….”

About eight years ago, a good friend got struck dead by lightning when walking on his farm. I will always remember him every time I hear thunder. Steve was really nice person.

LUCKU MAN

Many years ago the local newspaper, the Arizona Daily Sun, ran a feature of past news from 50/75/100 years ago. One of them was of a man who was recovering from smallpox in what is now the downtown Flagstaff area when he sat up in his cot and was killed by lightning. “I gotta go….”

I OTOH enjoy a good light show with sound effects. A good Thunder and Lightning show will get me up to sit in the dark in front of our glass doors with beer and popcorn. My wife thinks I’m nutz, but she gets up and sits with me.

If Janis came running for me… I’d already be under the couch, unfortunately

Hubby and our granddaughter, who was three or four at the time, were sitting on the front porch watching a storm. Lightning hit a tree at the top of the drive, with an incredible noise and sending pieces of wood all over the place. Amanda slid down off his lap and announced “I’m going inside now , pam-pop”. He was right behind her.

Hubbyman’s super power is the “Hug of Security”

Sometimes, a husband can be as comfortable as a pair of old shoes, an accessory dangling off a wife’s arm, or even a beard.

Arlo is a thundershirt.

“Hubbyman, who can change the course of leaky faucets, bend licorice sticks in his bare hands. And who, disguised as Arlo, mild-mannered character for a great metropolitan comic strip, fights a never-ending battle for hugs, whoopee, and the annoyable bath…”

Must be a female thing. When we get a thunderstorm I sometimes go sit out on the porch to watch the electrical mayhem.

I hate thunderstorms shudder The only time I’ve slept through them was when I was on heavy pain meds.

Not too fond of mine blasts either, ever since that one “blast” turned out to be a 5.2 quake! We live in a town with the biggest open pit gold mine in Australia. Ever since then a lot of us ask “What that a blast or a quake” if one goes off unexpectedly!

This aspect of Hubbyman shows up in my home whenever I get home from work. I love hugging my wife.

I sleep through most of our prairie storms. She hates when I ask in the morning Did it rain last night?

Thunder buddy!

Thunderstorms are my favorite weather. I sit on our front porch everytime we get one (well, except for those bizarre winter thunderstorms in Michigan) and just enjoy the smells, the air and the seeming calm besides the storm.

When I was a kid, I loved thunderstorms.

When I was still working I didn’t like having to drive to work or back home in a thunderstorm. Now I just turn off my tv and watch the light show and listen to the rumbling. Hope no one loses power, but that is what usually happens.

Snakes, spiders, now thunderstorms? Doesn’t Janis have a backbone?

ah, there is something to be said about thunderstorms. Ever watch one in the distance with the lightning going off everywhere and hear the thunder rumbles in the distance. kinda cool when you look at it.

Thunder was the voice of the Gods for many of them are Thunder gods.

HUBBYyyyyyyMANnnnnn! Squasher of Spiders! Fearless Noise-In-The-Night Slayer! Crusher of Leg Crasps! Scratcher of Unreachable Itches (among others) ! Able to hang glass shelving in a single afternoon!

Look! Up on the ladder…

Uh, anyone notice that Janice doesn’t seem to have any undies on? Or were y’all too polite to mention it…

I love thunderstorms