damn it’s hot.
that’s all.
-moby
p.s-maybe that really is all. whoo-boy, it’s hot. hotter than a, well, um, a hot
day in new york city? no. hotter than an overcooked piece of seitan in a wok full
of boiling peanut oil? ok, not quite that hot.
but hot.
our good friend mr weather does seem to be broken, huh.
it’s going to be really interesting when hurricane season starts this year.
a friend of mine was in maine(quite close to the arctic circle, just fyi)recently
and said that the ocean water was very, very warm(which, apparently, it rarely
is up there).
when/if the hurricances start happening this year they’re going to be nasty.
i can just hear it now, our kids/grandkids talking:
‘wow, granddad, so people used to live on the east coast near the sea?’
don’t you wish i was writing about politics?
aren’t i more fun when i write about politics?
ok, politics: the world is a mess and you just know that dick cheney has a hard on for invading iran and syria.
you just know that when he’s home and enjoying his onanistic companionship he thinks about air strikes on damascus and tehran in order to help things along, if you know what i’m sayin’.
but enough about politics for now.
a friend of mine just sent me a picture of her monkey.
that must be pretty great, to live with a monkey.
-moby