Friday Ephemera (727)

T’ain’t the heat, it’s the humidity.And pretty much the same weather I had as a kid growing up in the Bronx where we still played outside and just dealt with it, that thing called summer.

This. Only the Florida version. With occasional hurricane-inspired power outages thrown in for flavor. Akshully…when we first moved to Florida in the late 60’s, power outages were a fairly common thing just due to the grown/load on the power grid. Boy Scout summer camps inland in Florida in the middle of summer, sleeping on old army cots, double-tented in mosquito netting inside canvas tents.

FF 30 years or so, during the triple-whammy of hurricanes in 2004(?), after hearing my coworkers whine about power outages that lasted less than a week, I kinda snapped and asked the whiney (male) b*tches if they had ever gone camping as kids. At least you’re now living in a house with running water and even a swimming pool. Grocery stores were open, ice was mostly available. It was for just a few days. Apparently none of my geeky coworkers had ever had to deal with such things. I knew we were doomed then but I was able to live in denial until the Covidiocy stomped out my few remaining delusions.

You’d think he’d have hoovered first.

Heh. I have that same bug-screen doorway on my screened-in deck. It’s like we have a connection. See, despite our various other differences…

I’m… I’m just going to leave that one alone, I think.

Hey, I installed mine so my doggy can come and go. Maybe that thing has a little doggy too! See, it’s stuff like this that brings the world together. Kind of Russians-love-their-children-too and shit. Don’t let bigotry poison your heart.

So…distraction from the decline and fall of Western civilization…question for the gin drinkers…to compare most other liquor I drink things neat, sometimes chilled. Maybe I do the whisky with a shot of bitters. Some do bourbon or whiskey/scotch with a splash of water. But gin…does anyone drink it neat? What’s the best way to compare without too much interference?

Contact sports: in college our group played volleyball. After a few weeks the women bowed out because the guys kept crashing into them. 

In my early thirties, we had an after-work group of guys who played basketball on Wednesdays. It was a quirky thing where we had to sign up for a community college physical education ‘class’ that took place at a middle school that was on my way home. The technicalities were kinda dumb because we never saw a “faculty” member. Anyway, we would sneak people in because due to work schedules, vacations, etc. we didn’t always have enough paying guys to play full court. So on a lark, one day when several buds were away on business, I invited one of the butchy lesbians that I worked with to join us. I knew it was going to be at least a little awkward but…awkward. To her credit, she didn’t complain and she was tough enough. It was just…awkward. Partly because, while she wasn’t the shortest, she just couldn’t make up for the height difference with sufficient skill. She was actually a decent shooter but she couldn’t move inside or avoid getting stuffed. Which was awkward itself.