OY! Is is really the end of May already?!?
I used to care about this kind of thing because I lived in Minneapolis, and honest - I knew when June showed up, it was actually free-and-clear of all my cold related problems. Now that I'm an Angelino, I know that that just means my year is half over, (have you done anything important yet in 2005?) and the worst part of living in L.A. has begun...the summer.
Whereas in the wintery-climates, people run from their cars to gain the sanctuary of climate controlled (and heated) places, in L.A. it's the exact opposite. People run from their air-conditioned cars from the burning face of the sun, and run into more air-conditioning, to avoid the volcano heat (which would be a great porno name)...it's the exact opposite of everwhere else I've ever lived.
Anyways, bare with me as the white-hot sun begins to warp my text into stuff that may, or may not represent the true D. Tsunami...
BTW my stats for tonight's N.B.A. Eastern Conference Finals...
B:15, C:4, W:16, F:0, GD:3, U:3, G:27, C:0, FR:6
(some might say different, but I pulled out a good night!)
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As an East Coaster for more than 30 years I see quiet a few interesting fare weather phenomena.
1. the tops come off – those people dumb enough to buy convertibles while living on the East Coast feel obliged to ride around even in the 50 degree weather we had yesterday
2. the hogs come out - those that own Harleys start them up, move them out of the garage, turn them off, wash them, turn them back on and move them back into the garage – ALL DONE AT 7:30 on SATURDAY MORNING!
3. showing off the pasties – yes, the white haven’t-seen-the-light-of-day-in-five-months legs. This phenomenon is trumped only by the dumb ones that go to the beach and proceed to turn themselves a shade redder than a fire engine by exposing said white skin to the blazing sea side sun.
4. taken it off – as a follow up to #3 – and perhaps as a public service announcement – sun plus 50 degree weather DOES NOT mean wear shorts
Thanks for the great report!
Bringing back plenty of memories from yesteryear. Of course, I'm very familiar with #3, but as I recall, after 5 mo's of seeing nothing but humans bundled against the cold looking like Pillsbury Doughboys, pasties ain't so bad.
LOL!!! Its hot as hell down here, too DT. I am so NOT looking forward to July.
I AM SO MAD @ the East coast and 50 degree weather. I only WISH Space City got a breeze every once in a while.
Dear Doll,
I'm sorry it's so hot djown there in Te-has, and I dooo feel the pain. I just bjought a 4th fan for the Casa Aloha - just to keep everything in perspective. However, everytime I see the name "Space City" my imagination just runs away. That has to be the best name for a place, ever. EVER.
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