Its hot, damn hot.
That's all I seem to here this week.
Why do these people complain to me? There's nothing I can do about it. There's nothing anyway can do about it.
Its not like I left the heating on.
Sure I'm a bit hot and sweaty but, really, whatever the weather it never bothers me.
Cold, wet, hot its all the same to me.
For the simple reason that you can't change it.
I see no reason for making an issue out of something you can not control. That to me is just turning you into a person who is never happy and just likes to moan about every thing.
Sure my balls are stuck to my leg.
But this weather lets us have ice lollies and that song by Will Smith.
The weather should not be a topic of conversation that is used as much as it is. At most it should only ever be kept to one sentence. But people use it to fill silence with others they have little in common with.
I can do with out people telling what is obvious and already know to me.
Talking of ice pops, I nearly threw away years of a staunch avoidance of Nestle (baby killers) products. In a moment of childhood longing I picked up a Fab ice lolly and was about to hand over my money when I spotted the hated Nestle (baby killers) logo. Despite the out stretched hand of the shopkeeper I stuck to my guns and replaced it with a more ideological sound mini milk.
Has anyone else noticed how good damn hot it is?
Today's picture is Emiliana Torrini enjoying the sun.