It’s A Hot Sticky Mess Of A Morning Coffee Muses
It’s hot again this morning, requiring every bit of mechanical air movement just to be bearable. The humidity is back with a vengeance making every minute outside a sauna like experience, just not a good one.
I experienced a Texas beach in the summer for the first time in years yesterday. Burnside on a Saturday afternoon was… well, let’s just say, not my kind of entertainment. I haven’t been on an open beach in the summer in decades and I have to admit, given my druthers it’ll be decades more before I subject myself to that sardineness of the human condition again. Humanity in all its almost nakedness for miles and miles, traffic backed up forever on the one road in and out. One joy of summer I’ll pass. I’ll continue to get my beachy fix in February… alone on the miles and miles of sand.
It’s Father’s Day so I better get in and start breakfast.. don’t want my better half felling peckish… Later.