Heat's addled my brain
Cannot think
Heat's addled my brain
Vapor steams from my fingers, as they fly on the keyboard
Heat's addled my brain
I cannot sleep
Heat's addled my brain
No AC except in the bedrooms
Heat's addled my brain
No running outdoors for me
Heat's addled my brain
No oven, no stove, just salads and fruit
I need a Gather break, what?
Gather is my break
Yet, heat's addled my brain
Practically frying eggs on the sidewalk
As George Corneliussen said in a comment to Ed
Heat's addled my brain
Already showered twice this morning
Heat's addled my brain
Too hot to clean house
Need to hire those 4 young Brazilian women
(Remember those who came in April?
Tight, young bods set to scrubbing and cleaning)
Well, it's high time they're back again, but not today
Heat's addled my brain
This heat's too much for me
Would rather stay home with my daughter
Heat's addled my brain
This slurry of consciousness stream
A mudslip of words, delicious in abstract
Yet wanting in delivery
Heat's addled my brain
Time to go, back to AC, back to work.
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July 19, 2006 11:47 AM EDT
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Comments: 43 ( 4 removed by Kathryn E. )
Keep Kool!
splish, splash !
love it
About a decade or so ago, there was a commercial for Sprite ( or something like Sprite) . In the commercial a man in a white suit comes walking into a desert bar, he has obviously been out on the desert.
The man is hot and sweaty as he approaches the bar. The bartender asks him what he can get him, and the man in the white suit says, "dry salty crackers" .
The bartender slides a plate of crackers across the bar to the man. At that point the man pops open a briefcase he has been carrying and pulls out an ice-cold can of Sprite . He takes a mouthfull of crakers as he pops open the ice-cold Sprite. He then chugs the Sprite and mutters
"Ah-h-h-h". End of commercial.
Everytime we have one of these hot spells that commercial always pops into my mind. The power of advertising. No one is immune
Could there possibly be any real truth in the liberal media's hysteria regarding the yet unproven (at least to greedy, neo-con, corporate sluts!) "theory" of Global Warming??????
"Warming, Will Robinson, Warming, Warming!"
Whew, I think I need a dip in the old Cold Tub.
hehehehe
If you become a Gatherholic, you can join my group,
Unofficial Gatherholics. address: gatherholics.gather.com.
The title is "Unofficial" Gatherholics because it is not sponsored by Gather. Just me, Kathryn.
When I do write something that is poetic=like, I usually tag it 'poetically incorrect' because I don't write poetry to form.
Usually I write non-fiction or fiction, or journalism. Today was a low day. I couldn't think!. Heat's addled my brain.