Hot day yesterday, huh? I have trouble getting motivated when it’s that hot. I just want to lay outside naked and get drunk and sweaty with someone special.
So I did. It was pretty great. I just lay there half-conscious while my companion slobbered all over me.
Too bad it was just the weatherdog.
But hey, at least that pooch knows how to handle his Wild Turkey. Not like the last time I laid down with someone hairy and slobbery-damn it, I’ve got to learn when to stop typing.
Wednesday’s forecast: Continued heat, a crowd of people standing on the weatherneighbor’s roof holding binoculars. Later in the day, scattered laughter and vomiting.