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June 10, 2008 6:46 PM- feeling hot hot hot
Greetings from Boston-- city of smokin' sidewalks!
Like most of the East Coast, it is wildly hot here with temperatures hovering around 95 degrees. I am writing to you from Tara's apartment which is on the third (and top) floor of the building and has no A/C. That's right baby, if I close my eyes and wave a gardenia candle under my nose, I could imagine I'm in the savannah, or the bayou, or some such place of dense, thick, sultry heat with kudzu wrapping around my ankles and alligators ready to amuse their bouche on a bit of my upper thigh.
As I have never spent any time in the South-- I am, of course, making this all up and probably getting someone's panties in a twist. (Note: if you are still wearing panties in this heat, honey-- I don't blame you for getting all pissy-- let'er rip!)
It's probably no big surprise to you that I am eating this heat wave like I would a pink pouf of cotton candy--- slowly, delightedly and with sticky fingers. Given the ridiculous amount of life hours I have spent in snow-bearing climes, it would take a few good years of summer to thaw my ice pick of a heart before I would admit that Autumn might have something to recommend it.
Seriously-- years of summer.
Anyway-- I'm down here until Thursday night so I won't probably be posting until next week unless something REALLY dramatic and exciting happens like my politically-savvy husband taking on my right-wing extremist parents in a CROSSFIRE HURRICANE!
Ha.
But no-- that's just the heat in my brain talking-- time to go crack a cold cervesa (sp?) and sit out on the deck and watch the world go by while I wait for Tara to get home.
Asta, my pretties. Stay cool.
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UPDATE: Over at that little red brick schoolhouse on the Charles, none other than J.K. Rowling gave the commencement address and WOW-- did she burn up the grass!!
I'm not sure what "burn up the grass" actually means. I don't know that I've ever heard anyone use it before-- did I just invent it or should I make this my last glass of wine for the evening, not sure. But ignore my absurd ramblings and go READ it-- it's sensational-- seriously.
via kottke
UPDATE the SECOND: "Asta my PANTIES!!" omg, you guys crack me UP! What's the best part of this site? THE COMMENTS!!!
got 2 cents?
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leah says:
as much as i want the summer to stay year round, these especially humid days make me melt into a big puddle of sleepy, cranky-pants. not so pretty. i think some more moderate weather is heading our way manana.
posted on: June 10
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nichole says:
Good God. I read that last line as "Asta, my panties". hahahahaahha. :)
Wish I could "thaw" out with you. It's like June-uarary around here..highs barely breaking 50 today, and Mt. Hood got 13 inches of snow in the last couple of days. Good grief. I should just surrender and dust off my snowboard ONE.MORE.TIME this year. Bring on the sun! Bring on the heat! Damnit. Asta..my panties. :)
posted on: June 10
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catherine says:
Asta...my panties...oh that's so many ways good! ;)
107 here today, not a speck of humidity, c'mon over y'all!
posted on: June 10
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Chris says:
"alligators ready to amuse their bouche on a bit of my upper thigh"
Hahahahahah ... oh God . . . can't breathe . . . laughing too hard.
All that and a Stones reference? Priceless, woman. Absolutely priceless.
posted on: June 10
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lizardek says:
Asta my panties!! Bwahahaaah! Too funny!
posted on: June 11
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Jazz says:
I so understand you. It's been hot and muggy and hellish here to, and I am LOVING every moment of it. Except when I'm at the office weraring a wool sweater because they haven't understood that A/C should not equal freezer burn.
posted on: June 11
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Sam says:
Well, it is damn hot here, all the damn time - sorry, the heat makes me curse. Anyway. The good thing about the South is AIR CONDITIONING - it really does boggle me that people live without it. It just doesn't compute. My parents tell stories about how they went to school and their was no air conditioning and then my brain explodes.
But there is nothing lovelier than gardenias in the twilight - no, not much, until that mosquito munches your skin -
posted on: June 11
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Molly says:
Well, I hate to tell you this, or maybe it doesn't matter, because it's all cotton candy to you, but here, it's so breezy and lovely, we haven't turned the air conditioning on yet. Enjoy that steam.
posted on: June 11
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Claire says:
I was surprised at how amazing/cool/touching J.K.'s commencement address was - not having ever been a fan of the HP books. LOVE the bit about not thinking notching up achievements is the same thing as living a good life - love her (now).
posted on: June 11
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Tracey says:
JK's speech moved me to tears. Fear of failure AND Fear of success have equally impacted many of my lifetimes. I'm planning to stuff a thick sock in it on this go-round and to move on to fear of something less crippling like fear of purple marshmellows.
posted on: June 11
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cornball says:
Beer is spelled c e r v e z a
and if you're staying with the espanol and signing off with asta...there's an H before the asta--the H is silent, like the P in bathing suit.
posted on: June 12
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immersion says:
Last night while grilling chicken outdoors under cover--a must in the Northwest, I saw my breath. That is how chilly it is here. And I wasn't breathing in the smoke. Brrrrr! Si Senorita Amigo!
posted on: June 12
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Stephanie says:
Oh, BP- soak it up while you can... I, on the other hand, would like to winter in Buffalo (well, I do, actually!) and summer in Iceland, or GReenland- whichever one is colder!!! NinetyFuckingFive Degrees is 25 degrees hotter than is absolutely necessary for this snow bird! Have an awesomely fun time in Boston!
posted on: June 12
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immersion says:
Retraction: High pressure brought in warm temps. I just had the pleasure of sitting on my stoop (no better word for it) and basked in the warm sun. I think I may have freckled.
posted on: June 12
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Heather says:
No heat here, but WAY TOO MUCH RAIN AND TOO MANY TORNADOS!!!!! (Still standing with dry feet though!)
posted on: June 12
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hele says:
I would not be surprised if I wake up one night and you are standing next to my bed with a halo around your head mumbling something about being an angel.
The commencement address was just what I needed to read since I am trying to make peace with failure as well as the harshness of our unsustainable world.
ps. Its so cold here that when I got home last night I got into bed with my coat on. Two hours later Florian found me there muttering about the weather.
posted on: June 13
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violetismycolor says:
We have had our coldest spring on record, here in Portland, but we finally have a few days of warm...70-75 degrees. Yay. Have a great time in Boston.
posted on: June 15
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teahouseblossom says:
Haven't been to Boston in ages. I always thought it managed to escape those horrible heat waves we always seem to get in New York!
posted on: June 16
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