Nothing But The Weather

 It continues to be quite hot but the new hurricane might send a surge of moisture our way. I hope so. I would like that very much. From time to time I check the blog stats to see what sort of traffic I get. Last month I had many visitors from Israel, or at least bots from there, and I see now that this traffic has ceased. I should have said what Lenny Bruce is said to have said, as his mental state deteriorated, "No, No, I am NOT the messiah". Look elsewhere. Look in the cabbage patches, and under lettuce leaves, for the messiah might be hiding there. But there is no messiah hiding HERE. Good luck. You'll need it. 

Perhaps the messiah will say, "Take this job and shove it"?

Heat Continues

 I'm managing things quite well, in the face of our heat wave. I am very happy with where I've been, but I'm also OK with where I am, and I can't think of another place I'd rather be. I use "place" loosely, as in location but also emotional state and state of mind. Once in a while I rage against the machine, but it passes. 

I can look out the window in this room and see a thriving jungle, a sea of green! We seem to have a bit of a breeze today, and that will make it more comfortable to be outside, although I've already done everything necessary outdoors. 

Hot Humid

 Bad combination, now of heat and humidity, but even with the humidity and a brutal heat index, no chance of rain. At least we aren't being flooded. It looks like a pretty uncomfortable summer is upon us. 

A long time ago I used to put in eight hours working outdoors in conditions worse than these. And I'm talking about hard work, too. I'm so happy to have that sort of thing safely in my past. Are these my "golden years"? I guess so. 

Hot For Sure

 Summer is truly upon us. Anything I need to do outside will be done either very early in the morning or late in the evening, and morning is preferable. And by the way, a sure sign of a trash call will be a little audible "boink" type noise. If you answer the phone, and hear that, hang up immediately and if possible block the number. Someday those scum might find some way around that telltale indicator, but for now it is a reliable guide-- a warning. Boink? Hang up and block.

My Heat Tolerance

 My tolerance for high temperatures seems to have gotten better as I've grown older. It's hot but a thermostat set on 79, plus fans to circulate air in the house, feels comfortable. It helps a lot to have relatively low humidity, and somewhat breezy conditions outside. I'm not suffering-- far from it. It was pleasant outside last evening, and this morning. 

You, know, I've always liked being thrifty. I do buy a lot of my clothing from garage sales and thrift stores. And I've found some really nice stuff at estate sales, but I hardly ever wear shirts anymore, the kind that have collars. T-shirts work best for me, in gray or black. Black in the winter and gray in the summer. My favorite jeans came from an estate sale in 2010. I have some newer ones I got from Amazon a few years ago but I don't like them very much. I've got a bunch of cheap cargo pants I like. I'm still trying to get them "worn in". My favorite t-shirts are pretty well-worn but super comfortable. I wear the rattiest t-shirts to the gym. I've worn a tie on a few occasions, probably not more than a dozen times in my life. I have a pretty nice gray suit I bought new in 1983. I have worn that double-breasted suit five times. That's it. I've still got it. I can't imagine ever wearing it again. I keep it as a nostalgia item. It fit perfectly the last time I wore it, in 2012, when I got married for the second time. I didn't wear a tie, though. I looked something like "The Mentalist". I thank that make it do, wear it out, use it up, is a fine way to live, if you include keep it simple. Simplicity and thrift. Way to go.