Man, it's really hot out. It feel like its 110 fuckin' degrees out? Why is that? Because it's only 88, you know. So, why does it feel so fuckin' hot? Are we getting soft because of air conditioning? I've really never heard so many people in my life complain about the heat... but it is fuckin' hot, as I said. I guess, it's the old saying that it's not the heat, it's the humidity... you know... but why is it so fucking humid then? I don't get it...
Cheers, I guess. I've got to head to a Little League game tonight. Be interesting to see how everyone makes out. I mean, it is baseball, a game designed to be played in the heat. Bascially, it involves a bunch of people standing around while on person throws a ball and another tries to hit it. Then you get brief spurts of running, when the ball is actually hit. But if it's too hot for baseball... than I don't know what to tell you.
I did used to love this country song they used to play. It's about a guy drinking at a bar (there's a new one) and it has these lines: "It's too hot for golf, it's too hot to fish, but it's much too cold at home."
And that's just the way it is sometime. Of course, then there's that Kink's song with the lines "...telling tales of drunkeness and cruelty" about a guy sitting broke in his backyard sipping a cold drink. So, it goes in this wonderful summer heat of Erie, PA 2006.