It’s hot outside. It’s so hot that you shouldn’t text while you walk, because you could trip over something, fall down on the pavement, and cook to death. It’s so hot, farmers are feeding their chickens crushed ice to keep them from laying hard boiled eggs. But the heat has created a convenience factor for farmers. It’s so hot, their potatoes are actually cooking underground which means all they have to do is pull one out, add butter, salt, and pepper and chomp it down. But a word of caution, if you pull one of those potatoes out of the ground, be sure you use either a work glove or a pot holder…because they are hot.
I am not a farmer. However, I had some errands to run today and I was wearing my shorts. I didn’t realize before that a seat belt buckle makes a pretty good branding iron. And I’m glad that it only takes two fingers to steer my car. On days like this the best parking spot is determined by shade, not by distance.
In my book, Staying Happy Healthy And Hot…I keep telling you about the Gratitude Attitude. And my Gratitude Attitude is pretty high right now, because I am sitting here in my nice air conditioned living room, in my big, manly, comfortable black leather poppa chair, in bare feet, because I can’t bring my shoes inside. I crossed the street before I remembered that asphalt has a liquid state.
Gratitude Attitude is important on a day like this. People are all walking around complaining about how hot it is. I’ve found one word to shut them up. When people are complaining that hot water is now coming out of both faucets, and they’re burning their hand opening their car door, and the farmers are complaining that the cows are giving evaporated milk, I hit them with that one word. February.
Dick’s Details Quiz. All answers are in the current podcast.
1- What do women do more than men in bed ?
2- What hint should subway riders take from astronauts ?
3- What’s a simple way to get kicked out of a restaurant ?
Dick’s Details. They take your mind off your mind.
Summer is a woman. Hot, sexy, wild, hazy, soft, flashy, dangerous when wet, full of stings and bites, endlessly beautiful, satin smooth, fragrant, sweaty, promising, crushing, changeable…I’m working on a new lovin touch cd, and there will be a story in there about the summer I met my Lady Wonder Wench. It’s called the Sky Sultan.
The story is about something that happened one Summer long ago. And far away. And in the early Autumn…I thought I’d lost her. Actually…I thought I had to lose her. But somehow…I didn’t. Actually…I couldn’t. I think she was always supposed to be with me. And after all this time, I still love hearing her say…my name is Mrs. Summer.
The Sky Sultan will be in the next lovin touch personal audio cd…which I hope to have done reasonably soon. Maybe. If you like it, you can just keep this podcast. Or if you want to check out the current lovin touch album, just click on the lovin touch icon on the home page.
There’s a reason why there are so many songs about Summertime love. Summertime is sexy. And it’s not just because we run around half naked… supposedly to stay cool. But Summertime is maybe the toughest time to be lonely. I know what it’s like to come home to a dead quiet house. You probably do too. But Big Louie, his own bad self, the Chief Mustard Cutter of the Louie Louie generation always says, “You can never tell when something wonderful is going to happen to you.” I think he means, try not to frown…even if you’re feeling lonely… because you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile. And if you’re hurt because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, maybe that doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all the loving they have. And somebody very smart…I don’t know who it was…said “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.”
Summer is a woman. Hot, sexy, wild, hazy, soft, flashy, and dangerous when wet. She can be full of stings and bites…but she’s also endlessly beautiful, satin smooth, fragrant, sweaty, and instantly changeable. But what a time to be alive. Summer has stars in her eyes, her song is thunder, and crickets and surf. She wears flowers and newly cut grass for her perfume. And her nights sweat with flexing, moonlit naked passion.
Summer is such a time to be alive.
Gratitude is a wonderful way to get oneself back to reality , be it with the weather or life in general. Concentrate on how much you have, can do, how many loved ones you have – and the ‘other stuff’ quickly comes into view as so not deserving of your thoughts and energy.
I disagree with Summer being a hot woman tho, I think it may very well be twins with a disorder, at least here in Kentucky; because we are actually chilly this morning but two days from now we will be roasting again, roller coaster ride for sure!
As always a wonderful post 🙂