Monday, August 22, 2005

Dog Days

I always have mixed feelings about August.

On the one hand, I love it, it means school is around the corner (though I haven't been in the backpack and pencil buying set for quite some time). It also means my birthday is near. But, despite all of that, it is still August. Hot, sticky August. There's a reason very little happens in this month. It's so hot no one wants to move. That Iraqi Constitution? I don't blame them for moving slow -- IT'S AUGUST! In fact, it's a great excuse. The Pope forgot to bless people? It's August! Another pretty girl is missing? It's August! Can't get your screenplay written? You guessed it, it's August!

I dreamt about a dog that had 5 heads last night. It's August.

5 comments:

Fun Joel said...

Let me know when you have your birthday party!

TN_Dreamer said...

You're in LA. Try 98 degrees with humidity at 88%, heat index of 106 degrees, and you're camping for the first time in months with a camper whose A/C just went out. Welcome to my last weekend.

moses said...

August is tough, especially down south. There's a reason people move slow in the south and it's the heat. I'm not kidding when I say you could stand in the shade and still sweat. I do well in extreme temperatures so I don't mind it all that much but it does affect your behavior.

The Moviequill said...

I turned 40 in August...I guess it's what you make of it

TN_Dreamer said...

that earlier comment was made while I was in a bad, bad mood. I'm sorry.