We're experiencing the hottest week of the summer in the lovely Triad area. People are sun burnin', heat strokin', and forgetting that this IS Summer.Â
It's interesting how the heat affects people in such dramatically different ways in different settings.
Heat in Punta Cana, "Wow, it's so tropical!"
Heat in Greensboro, "This s*%$# is getting ridiculous!"
Heat in a live volcano, "How amazing!"
Heat in High Point, "I cain't stand this hot. I don't feel like doin' nothin'."
Heat in Memphis (my favorite), "Let's go to the Peabody and get some drinks."
Heat in Winston, "Let's go roll in that cool mud where the ballpark is going to be!"
It's so hot that the swimming pool water is all warm, like a bath. Some people love that feeling, but when it's 100 and you jump into a pool, isn't it awesome to get that shock of cold water? That's living. When you jump in and it's as warm as cheese dip, it takes some of the fun out. The heat hasn't bothered me so far. It makes the AC on 65 feel great and it makes the PBRs even more refreshing. They didn't win that award for beer excellence back in the 1890's for nothing!
Enjoy your hot days. The winter will be here before we can turn around twice.
Everybody has told me that the Hangover was going to be the funniest movie I ever saw in my whole life. I was prepared to need stitches in my sides from all the laughter.
Ok. It was funny. The characters are great. We can see some of ourselves in all of them.
Our mischievous side is Phil. Phil does what he wants and laughs all the way.
Our weirdo side is Alan. He knows that tigers hate cinnamon.
Our low self esteem side is Stu.
Our boring side is Doug.
Our tiny side is Mr. Chow. (I couldnât see it at ALL!)
I do recommend this movie, but be warned. There is a lot of male nudity in it. Iâm no prude, but just canât endorse all the MALE nudity. Thereâs one shocking moment at the end that Iâm not sure they can actually get away with. It might be edited out for video release.
Hangover was not the funniest movie I ever saw, but itâs top 7. I give it three thumbs way up. As Alan would say, âItâs not your fault.â
