This is the first real hot day of the summer. Well, I think
it is a pretty hot day. I put the fans in the window to blow cool air into the
house and the first thing tomorrow morning, the AC is going in the window. We
are also going to see about getting a small one for the bedroom window. It isn’t
hot compared to places like Las Vegas where it is going up to 48° C or somewhere
Louise told me about in BC where it is going up to 42° C. It will get down to
14° tonight and up to 27° tomorrow, but it will feel like 32°.
I know there are people out there saying “WTF Ken? That
sounds pretty much perfect to me. I’d prefer heat to cold any day.” All I can
say to that is “You are wrong!” When it is cold you can put on a coat, and if
it gets colder, you can put on more clothes. That can really go on indefinitely
and if it gets so cold that you have run out of clothes, you just stay inside,
sit by the fireplace, have a warm or a cool drink (your choice) and thank all
of the Gods in heaven that you don’t have to go out to work in this weather.
When it gets hot, you are limited to the amount of clothing
that you can take off. The younger and good looking, you are, the more you are
allowed to take off. Well, allowed is wrong, it’s more like encouraged. Those
of us with a more wrinkled visage are encouraged to cover up any and all skin
that might peep out. The best you can do is to sit inside, have a cool drink
and thank the Gods in heaven that summer in Calgary
only lasts a month or so.
It’s cool outside now, but the mosquitoes are hunting in
large packs thanks to the floods and large amount of standing water throughout
the city. Some people can sit inside a cloud of the little blood suckers and it
doesn’t seem to bother them at all. If there is one in the house, I can’t rest
until it is dead. Last year I took the time to sever the heads off of twenty
mosquitoes and mounted them on pins at the doors and windows as a warning to
the other mosquitoes that their kind is not welcome here.
It didn’t work, as far as I can tell there are as many of
the little beggars around here as any where else. I suppose I’m not too surprised,
they have very tiny heads and even tinier brains. There brains are so small
they could be politicians. I am going to work on a few more tiny torture
devices like the Judas Cradle, the Iron Maiden, the Pear of Anguish and the
Rack to start with. I plan to be the Vlad the Impaler of Pineridge. I know it
is a little twisted, but a guy’s got to have a hobby.
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