Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Despite the Heat, It'll be Alright
Dang. Let's get some mileage from the weather here in the shitty. It's after 5:00 in the afternoon and still 95 degrees outside. It feels like God is blowing some giant blowdryer at us with all the lemon leaves curled up, the dogs' tongues, the palm fronds lethargic yet valiant and the crows silent. At last. I do dislike a crow. We're digging our new little smoothie/bullet/what the hell do you call it machine, mixing up coffee and ice and milk for me, protein powder, berries and yogurt for The Brothers. Lovin Spoonful or Joe Cocker? I have a funky right eye that's crusted over in the morning and tender during the day. The eye doctor says it's allergies, not infection, and the dry air. Stripped and parched, even my eyes.
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty.