“…so take off all your clothes…”
I’m kidding…unless you want too…nah…I’m just messin’ with ya…but would you be interested…I’m still kidding…DOWN BOY.
I blame the heat.
Me @ nine in the evening.
Living on a round planet dictates that we have to share summer between the northern and southern hemispheres. As it turns out, the South are now suppose to be basking in the warm, soothing rays of SUN. Only we’re not. We’re frying. “Basking” is not a verb I would use when one enters an oven every time you try and venture outside. Continue reading
Summer is a synonym for fun and sun and all things great. Warm, lazy days sipping cocktails around the pool and having friends idling on lilo’s. It is a time to be outside, exposing our skin to free Vitamin D, soaking up our yellow star, turning our awfully bright, white bodies into various shades of healthy tan to third degree burns. For as the Wife always says: Brown fat looks better than white fat.
Unless of course all of this wondrous activity is hijacked or annihilated by a little annoying necessity, I liked to call, RAIN. Or Mother’s Earth spite, if you’re that way inclined.
Wow, the rain makes my son younger…
Don’t get me wrong. Continue reading