Afternoon delight

[muckefuck]

This is the kind of weather that reminds me why I prefer to live in a temperate climate. In California, it would be just another lovely day; here, it's a cause for celebration, something that makes you want to pirouette on the sidewalk, a day that tugs on your pants cuff like a frisky puppy, begging you to come outside and play with it. Unfortunately, on these days when the urge to eat al fresco is almost overwhelming, no merchant in town has their outdoor seating set up yet.

This is also a day which confirms my contention that Chicago does not have spring, only a transitional period of frequent alternation between winter and summer. Thunderstorms were predicted for this afternoon--thunderstorms! I wore my black trenchcoat, just in case, and my hair loose for the zephyrs to play with.

(Yes, I did look like a Silent Bob.)

If any of you want to get in touch with me after I leave work in an hour or so, just remember: Tibetan bovid Sexual violation!

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If any of you want to get in touch with me after I leave work in an hour or so, just remember: Tibetan bovid Sexual violation!

Does anyone else have moments where they briefly pause at the fact that their life has brought them to a point where a phrase like that last requires no explanation?