I still look forward to Opening Day of baseball season with the same enthusiasm as Charlie Brown. Sunshine, green grass and fresh chalk lines - nothing says "start anew" like the combination of those three things. Where have you gone Joe Shlabotnik? It doesn't matter ... you're back every year when the umpire calls out, "Play ball!" That's the Point!
I penned this cartoon for my readers Downriver, but it sure applies throughout metro Detroit. The only things we'll be finding at the end of our spring rainbows are potholes; and it'll take the luck o' the Irish to avoid blowing a tire or bending a rim! That's the Point!
Potholes are our souvenirs of this terrible winter; and after depleting road maintenance budgets clearing snow, there's no money left to repair them. Hang on, it's going to be a bumpy ride into spring! That's the Point!
Potholes are a problem throughout metro Detroit, so I did the same theme for my readers Downriver this week too. Maybe we can generate some funds for road repair by leasing sections of Fort St. to automakers as a test track?
So, I sprang forward before going to bed, and I woke up with this terrible pain in my lower back. Did you spring forward? ... or did all the confusion cause you to spring back? Will you fall forward later this year? Does anybody really know what time it is (today)?! That's the Point!