Hello, my hot dogs and cool cats! How are you?
Happy August! The heat continues,
the drought remains. We bravely march on
into the future, soldiers for the JTI. Oh my, where did that come from? A premonition, perhaps, of bleak days ahead? Dear, dear, dear.
I welcomed reading Ms. lizardmom’s blog about a get
together,
http://www.jtirregulars.com/2012/07/i-miss-you-guys.html. Oh joy, oh joy! Señor Zanza and I will be
there. Junior, I’m sure, would rather
play video games at a friend’s house. I
can hardly wait to see my dear irregular family again. We have so much to catch up on. I hope the festivities end the usual way,
with Ms. kk and I locked in a one-on-one drinking match. Señor Zanza, who has to get me home, hopes
otherwise.
Have you noticed the recent hike in the cost of almost
everything? My neighbor’s bank suddenly
more than tripled the cost of a checking account. I told him, “You don’t expect the bankers who
made all those bad investments to make up the money they lost, do you? We are going to pay for it. We always do.” It’s getting to the point that it is cutting
into the staples. I will have to raise
my rates in response, so that I can feed myself. And the circle of inflation never ends.
Have you heard the sweet sound of the ice cream truck as it
lures children out for treats? You
have? Then you haven’t heard the ones
around here. If I hear “Turkey
in the Straw” a few thousand more times, I may do something drastic. I don’t want to deprive the children of their
treats, but an occasional change of tune might be in order. There are many children’s songs that they
could play. Or maybe there is some
subliminal message in “Turkey
in the Straw” that makes you want ice cream.
I don’t know, but what is the point of circling my block half a dozen
times? Do that again and I’ll stuff your
turkey where the moon doesn’t shine.
Last year, Señor Zanza and I visited the Starving Artists
Fair. Attendance was obviously
down. Usually, you can barely get
through the crowd. There was plenty off
room last year. That’s coming up this
Sunday, August 5,
http://racineartguild.com/saf.html. I hope they do better than the Monument
Square Art Fair. The Señor and I will be
somewhere on the grounds. The Starving
Artists Fair is one of my favorite ones.
They sell delicious bratwurst.
Thank you for stopping by to read my blog. I do so
appreciate it. My readers are my
friends, my readers are my family. You
nourish me with your attention. Thank
you very much.
You know, it’s not only the plants that need water, my
dears. Don’t forget to keep yourselves
hydrated on these hot, sunny days.
Pulling all of the shelves and food out of the refrigerator, climbing
in, and shutting the door behind you is not a good idea. It never was and it never will be. Furor scribendi!