I remember it now

I am back. I just had the light bulb go on over my head. I then remembered to shut the light. But the Asia song that I could not recall on Thursday was "Heat of the Moment". I remembered that one on my own no thanks to any of you out there. I guess beggers cannot be choosers but I am not begging now. Anyway, I did it alone, as usual. There you have it. I was able to go into the recesses of my mind without cutting into my own skull. That was the bonus.

The fog, in my head, seems to have lifted, too. Maybe it is because spring has sprung as of today. Then again, it has not been a particularly bad winter.

Anyway, Cyclone Larry did a number on Australia. It was the strongest cyclone since 1974 to have hit Australia. I just find it funny. I do not associate "Larry" with disaster and destruction. Larry Holmes was a hell of a boxer (who probably did get jobbed against Michael
Spinx) but he was no scary thug like Mike Tyson. He just happened to hit his peak in an era of relatively weak heavyweights (crazy Trevor Berbick, an old and worn out Ali, old Ernie Shavers, etc.) He just did not have the competition but he had a hell of a jab.

But I digress. It was the name Larry. It just does not strike fear into my heart. Cyclone Larry, cousin Larry, as Balky would say on Perfect Strangers. There was a shitty television show from the 80s that I can proudly say I never watched (along with Full House). Be that as it may, that is now how I associate the name "Larry". I find it hard to see the destructive force of a Larry.

I play basketball with a dude named Larry. He is tough but not destructive. He is also a good guy, even for a lawyer. What can I say, I just have trouble visualizing a Cyclone Larry. Ciao!