“This” meaning me and “just in” meaning I’ve retreated into the air conditioned splendor of El Casa Móvil De Pennington after burning a cigar and partaking of two of New Belgium’s finest… a Mothership Wit and a 1554. We called Happy Hour early today in anticipation of record heat in these parts… which was billed by The Weather Channel as approaching 100 degrees. We’re not there yet… as of this writing... but we’re close enough for Gub’mint Work, to my way of thinking. To wit:
Or… Baby, it’s freaking HOT outside. While we didn’t break a sweat sitting out under the awning with our beer, we felt much like we were sitting inside a giant convection oven… awash as we were in HOT breezes. At any rate, I feel a nap coming on. Life is just SO danged hard, of late. Make of that what you will… I’m gonna sleep on it.
Or… Baby, it’s freaking HOT outside. While we didn’t break a sweat sitting out under the awning with our beer, we felt much like we were sitting inside a giant convection oven… awash as we were in HOT breezes. At any rate, I feel a nap coming on. Life is just SO danged hard, of late. Make of that what you will… I’m gonna sleep on it.
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