Let me start of by stating that although it is Saturday night, and this is coming from 4 devices, it does not feel like a Saturday night. I can't put my finger on it, but it really doesn't feel like the weekend. It feel like the middle of the week, yet another in a long series of disappointing ones.
Eh, but let's not go there just yet.
Huh... let's see... This weekend marks the unofficial beginning of yet another summer. And I'm not just pulling this out of thin air, no I have evidence.
Huzzah!
Exhibit A: I live in the greater Los Angeles area, which means that after Memorial Day, aka this Monday, stands selling fireworks in parking lots will pop up everywhere. Like bedbugs, but worse, every place we know will have these stands. And then the news reports will come in with stories of people landing in the emergency room for not practicing proper firework procedure, aka lighting it up, and backing the fuck off. Yes, that's what you're supposed to do. Oh, and don't let your five year old light his own fireworks. What's wrong with you? Do better.
Exhibit B: Did any of you ever watch Revenge? And when I say "ever watch", I mean that it's cancelled, so you missed some real good shit. Not to mention a quality hour of television by which drinking wine with was acceptable. I'm sure you can still watch it wherever people do (by legal or illegal means; I pass no judgment) and have a glass of wine, or three, and watch all the bitch action go down. (Queen Victoria, that's all I have to say.) Anyway, where was I? I didn't watch this last season, but from what I remember, the first two seasons began when summer began, or rather, when it summer season began. (Those New Yorkers.) Memorial Day weekend all the way to Labor Day Weekend. It was like a thing in that show. I'm starting to wonder if it's a think to people of New York. Is it? Well, summer season began Memorial Day weekend, and so did my wine drinking.
Exhibit C: The weather. Oh, weather, how you never change. (Well, this is LA.) Except during summer. Sometime this coming week, it will become hot once again. Fuck you weather. Fuck you and the sweat you cause. I think the day is Thursday. I'll have to check the weather app. All I know, and this is from life-long experience is that after today, it will just warm up and there's nothing we can do about it, except wait for it to pass. Also, hope that there are no assholes or careless people out there that cause wildfires. We SO do not need that. Like at all.
So there you have it. Why I believe that this marks the unofficial start of summer. I think it "officially" starts June 22. Yeah, no, that doesn't fucking matter. Dare to disagree? Really? Where's your evidence???
Adios!
Oh, because it does feel like it's gonna be a cold, lonely summer: Sealed With A Kiss by Brian Hyland