Friday, June 20, 2014

Fare Thee Well...

Ah Spring, our late-arriving, fickle friend.  Just as we had gotten acquainted, it is time for you to depart.  Tomorrow - at 6:51 EDT to be precise - summer arrives in the Northern Hemisphere.  'Tis Summer Solstice time. 

Summer's arrival in the State of Concrete Gardens heralds the arrival of two other intertwined things.  First, weather that lands with at least one toe over the line that separates habitable space from blast furnace.  If you like heat and humidity, then I assure you that you have come to the right place.  We shall have a surplus of both for most of - if not all of - the next ninety days.  Second, people who bitch and moan on a recurring basis - and in some extreme cases - about the amount of heat and humidity with which they are being forced to deal just trying to make it through their day-to-day. 

If you are a newbie to these parts and have never lived through the pure, unadulterated joy that is a Jersey summer, then allow me to share with you a veteran's trick for identifying those people.  They are the same people who relentlessly complained all f*cking winter about how miserably cold it was.  This time of the year, all they do is flip the 3 x 5 card over to the other side so that they can recite their "List of Grievances" regarding all things summer-related.

Fellow Jerseyans, how about we accept these things as true and simply move on without boring each other to death about them:  It shall be hot more often than not.  It shall be humid pretty much all of the time.  And as long as you are fortunate enough to live, work and/or drive in a space(s) with available air conditioning, while you may be uncomfortable you shall survive.  Keep a good thought this time of year - and an eye out as well - for little ones, for the elderly, for your pets and for those you know and love who earn their living working outdoors.  Also, those among our population who do not enjoy the luxury of indoor living.  Summer is not a fun time of year to be living on the street.  

Simply put:  Shut the F*ck Up and enjoy the summer.  And if you simply cannot, then think about it this way.  As of tomorrow you are only six short months away from the Winter Solstice, which annually serves as a harbinger of really cold, shitty weather to come unabated and uninterrupted for the sixty or ninety days that follow it. 

Dress appropriately...



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