I am tired of the sun in my face. I no longer want to perspire in the plain heat. Most green things here are brown for lack of moisture. I am sure the fish are hiding deep in the shadows.
I need some change. The past 10 days feel like one long stretch of nothing special (with the exception of July fourth). We’ve had two wonderfully overcast days in thirty. Those mornings were at least memorable, at least provided a point of reference in a slew of perfectly blue, sunny skies. I hate the blue now, I don’t really care for it.
I have always lived where the weather changed so often you had to keep your sunglasses in the pocket of your rain coat. When I rode my motorcycle (R.I.P. 2001 BMW R1150GS) I remember wearing rubberized rain pants with the crotch sealed up, and a waterproof riding coat on potentially wet days. Many times, I had to stop to remove the pants, put sunglasses on and continue riding, only to stop a few dozen miles down the road in a shower again. It was fine, the change provided a reason to remember the ride.
But in weather like this, there are no standout days where you get all of the outside things done you had been putting off. So today I went out to do those things I needed to do, and I sweated.
About the only good thing about constant sun and heat is that dog poop gets hard-baked and is nicer to collect and dispose of. See, I have a “no turd left behind” policy that means that even after I’ve combed the yard for dooks, and mowed what’s left of the weedy, brown lawn, I go back over to find the sneaky little poops that are missed after the first pass.
By this time, there is no moisture left in the little butt nuggets, which were once the expensive, “sensitive stomach” dog food we purchase from high end food stores. So they scoop easier, with less mess and almost no odor. Today was a big day, just about filling a plastic shopping bag to the breaking point. And now the process begins again…with no rain in the forecast.
6 responses so far ↓
1 your future wife // Jul 8, 2006 at 7:27 pm
only 2 more days.
2 Vince LaVecchia // Jul 9, 2006 at 10:50 am
We need you back, baby.
3 J. O'Shea // Jul 10, 2006 at 7:19 am
You’re an a-hole for complaining about the Portland weather. Although it does sound like it’s been a little hotter during the two summers there since we left.
Two or three of the worst months of my life were when I worked in Reno. Car sun visors were invented for Reno. I got completely sick of the sun in that town.
Glad to hear all things poo-related are going well for you.
Spent a couple days recently with Howie and his wife Masae and son Kai as they were back from Japan for a visit. They tought me the equivilant of the C-word, Manko (pronounced Mon-KO). I’ve begun to substitute it for many nouns and adjectives.
Go eat a “World’s Best Burger” at Stanich’s. You know you’re eating a good burger when there’s a fried egg on the SOB.
Peace,
J
4 Vince LaVecchia // Jul 10, 2006 at 4:00 pm
You have a penchant for using bad, bad words in good, good ways.
5 Draplin // Jul 13, 2006 at 3:24 am
Facts are stubborn things: “Men of size don’t do well in the heat.”
I got the house geared up with central air last summer and haven’t sweated a drop since.
Coulter-approved™. Really.
Be strong, fellow brother of girth…
//draplin
6 Vince LaVecchia // Jul 15, 2006 at 1:11 pm
Someone said something about me to other people once when I was standing right there, sweating. The person said “Give him a break, it’s like he’s wearing a sweater under his clothes every day.”
Pretty much sucks, but it feels that way. Makes Winter and cold water not much of a problem, though. Good with bad.
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