WAYNE’S WORDS
Volume 5 Number 07
Hot!
So, here I am again.
Blank screen.
Blank mind.
I wonder why I cannot think of things about which to write. Maybe it is the damned heat.
I generally don’t complain about the weather, because (generally) it changes. I also don’t want to be one of THOSE people who complain about the heat all summer and about the cold all winter. But, dammit, it has been hot.
This summer seems to show no real signs of slowing down. Even when you throw in the much needed, late summer rains we started to receive after nearly 100 days of absolutely NO moisture; it just does not seem to be getting any cooler! Ugh.
Although I work in advertising, I don’t sit in a big, fancy, air-conditioned office looking at storyboards and pitching slogans all day. That’s the “big time.” I am in advertising, but it’s the “small time.” I am driving around all day visiting clients: taking pictures of their vehicle inventories (which are sitting in the sun), hanging out in their non-air-conditioned garages or workshops, etc. Riding around in my air-conditioned car is nice, but every time I get in and start it up (which is around 60 times a day) the interior has already heated back up to half a billion degrees.
You might think that my house might be some refuge, but it is a hot box! I am thinking about contracting my place out with the federal prisons to put the really bad criminals in here for 24 hours. It will sweat the mean right out of them! The ancient refrigerated air –conditioner on this joint doesn’t seem to do much good. There is a vent in the biggest room in the house that doesn’t blow. That keeps the main living area from cooling down, so at the end of the month all I have is sweat stains on the couch and a $300 electric bill. Both disgust me.
The Boy has gone back to Wisconsin, so I have reinstated my own method of keeping myself cool around the house. When I get home from work, I just strip off all my clothes and sit perfectly still. Remember “ugly, naked guy” from “Friends?” That’s me! Unlike the never-seen-sit-com character, however, I keep my curtains closed. I do that so that the sun doesn’t heat the place up during the day and so that I don’t offend any neighbors who are unfortunate enough to have a window facing my place. Let’s be honest: I care less about offending them than I do about becoming fodder for their jokes and ridicule. If they do happen to catch a glimpse – at least it is WARM in the house and not cold…
So it’s hot. Big deal. I make adjustments. We make adjustments. ‘Tis kind of like life: sometimes it seems unbearable, but (in all actuality) it’s not. It is just somewhat uncomfortable. Adjust. Deal with it. Go about your business. Hope for a change in the weather.
That’s all I have for now. Plus, I have to dry off my keyboard, because even my fingertips are sweating all over the place.
Until Next Time,
Wayne
