Too hot to wear clothes

The Temptations – Sugar Pie Honey Bunch

Today’s Quote: “Is it normal for us keep to our bodies covered in cloth 100% of the time? For some people, walking from the bathroom to the bedroom with no towel handy will cause them extreme panic and stress. Is this healthy? Being naked should just be another form of dress, nothing more, nothing less.” — Unknown


Should I be concerned that in the last couple of days almost nothing has piqued my interest or pissed me off enough to bring it up here? I haven’t found much of interest on television lately. Shark week hasn’t really sparked much interest and the History Channel is mostly running the same old pseudo-historical crap. The series on the Revolutionary War is interesting but I’ve only managed to catch it now and then. I’d like to see more history on the History Channel.


It’s too frickin’ hot. My ancient air conditioning unit doesn’t seem to be up to the challenge of cooling my pathetic brick ranch. Insulation in the walls would certainly help. A new A/C unit would probably be even better. However, that’s an upgrade that’s going to have to wait a few years along with the other upgrades. It would be nice if my house had real windows rather than gun slits near the ceiling. The Channel 7 forecast promised some cooler weather tomorrow. I hope the bastard wasn’t lying to me.



Sunday Clothes

A little boy was walking down a dirt road after church one Sunday afternoon when he came to a crossroads where he met a little girl coming from the other direction.
“Hello” said the little boy.
“Hi” replied the little girl.
“Where are you going?” asked the little boy.
“I’ve been to church this morning and I’m on my way home,” answered the little girl.
“Me too”, replied the little boy. “I’m also on my way home from church.”
“Which church do you go to?” asked the little boy.
“I go to the Baptist church back down the road” replied the little girl. “What about you?”
“I go to the Methodist church back at the top of the hill,” replied the little boy.
They discover that they are both going the same way so they decided that they’d walk together. They came to a low spot in the road where spring rains had partially flooded the road so there was no way that they could get across to the other side without getting wet.
“If I get my new Sunday dress wet my Mom’s going to skin me alive,” said the little girl.
“My Mom’ll tan my hide too if I get my new Sunday suit wet,” replied the little boy.
“I’ll tell you what I think I’ll do,” said the little girl. “I’m going to pull off all my clothes and hold them over my head and wade across.”
“That’s a good idea,” replied the little boy. “I’m going to do the same thing with my suit.”
So they both undressed and waded across to the other side without getting their clothes wet. They were standing there in the sun waiting to drip dry before putting their clothes back on when the little boy finally remarked, “You know, I never did realize before just how much difference there really is between a Baptist and a Methodist.”

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Author: Rick

I'm a simple man, trying to make my way in the universe.