Well Shazzam! The T-storms passed through. The pool reopened and I got a 2500 meter swim in.
It’s a little later than I usually swim. Swimming after dinner beats the pants off sitting down in front of the Tee Vee. Now that YouTube is available via FIOS©, I can vegetate watching all of the World War Two crap put to film or video since 1939. I can miss a show or two. Or maybe a few hundred shows even.
Dispatches From Dystopia 
i proudly maintain a few good Floridian traits, like swimming during thunderstorms with gusto. Or, i would, if the jackasses up here would allow me in a pool without adult supervision. 😦
I’m actually naive enough or chicken enough to believe them.