Tuesday, July 14, 2009
HEAT DOME-Kiss My ASS and get off my state!
I really do try not to complain about the heat because I bitch SO much about the cold and damp. But an excess of anything is, well, too much. Triple digits in early July is not good. What's so weird is that it was unseasonably cool right before it turned unseasonably HOT.
What's amazing and annoying is that the heat dome settles right on top of us every year, and stays, and the weathermen try to make it "new and exciting" every day. Kiss My ASS attention whore weathermen. Yes when a tornado is bearing down on me, I want to hear from you. Explaining the Heat Dome, AGAIN, in the middle of a HEAT WAVE-well, that's just a waste of both our times. How on earth can someone take their allotted 15 minutes to tell us it's hot outside? Enough.
How hot is it? It's so hot the chickens are laying boiled eggs. It's so hot the Texans have moved to Hell.
It's so hot you don't need a match to light a fart. Hmmm, does that make kissing my ass a health hazard?
Getting bent out of shape about the weather is useless, and only mildly amusing. I'd much rather give a big KMA to the people who leave animals outside with no shade or water. It happens every year, and I can't help but think heat stroke is an icky way to go.
The good news is, no mud at the stable. The bad news is-too hot to do a damn thing there.....Oh yeah, heat, kiss my ass.
So, what's setting YOUR panties aflame these days?