Another big storm was rapidly approaching the Ark-La-Tex then POOF; The storm pulled a U-turn. So, what gives? Oh, I think I know the answer.

Shoot, I’ve spent the better part of my radio career doing two things… Playing hit music for Shreveport-Bossier, and equally as important, attempting to prove that the Barksdale Bubble is a real phenomenon and not just some conspiracy theory.

In fact, it’s at the point these days where anytime a decently-sized storm is on the horizon, I get tagged in several Facebook posts across the Ark-La-Tex asking me if I am aware of the current capability of our Barksdale Bubble. The answer is usually the same, and it goes something like, “Heck yea, the Barksdale Bubble will keep us in the clear, as always.” Every now and then, the bubble allows a nice storm to run through town. Personally, I think that’s just a intentional measure to keep folks off the Barksdale Bubble scent.

This week, a big storm was heading to town. People were talking about the impending storm all day long. Said it was supposed to hit and hit hard later in the evening. I sat outside with an ice cold drink and watched as the Barksdale Bubble did it’s thing, and we didn’t receive a single drop. I saluted the bubble and downed my drink to head inside.

So, at what point do we all admit that the Barksdale Bubble is legit? How many storms have to donut around our neck of the woods before we come to grips with the fact that we are home to arguably the most sophisticated weather-controlling device known to man?

Thanks for the relatively dry week, Mr. Bubble.