Share Your World — My World is Too Damn Hot

SYW

Melanie’s Share Your World prompt asks us to answer questions that enable us to share our worlds with our fellow bloggers. So let me answer her questions so I can share my world with all of you.

What do fish do all day? What thoughts do you think they have?

Fish, at least the ones who haven’t been caught by fishermen, swim around all day. What thoughts do they have? Well today, the fish in San Francisco are probably thinking how happy they are to be fish swimming around in nice, cool water. Because the humans in San Francisco are dealing today with freakishly hot temperatures.BF8A8395-877F-49B0-B0EB-7750A9CBE0AD

What celebrity would you have as a SPOUSE, if you HAD to choose?

I don’t know. Maybe that “washed up psycho Bette Midler” since she earned the ire of that crazy fuck, Donald Trump.E0784534-E123-4BB5-BEC3-28ECD54AFB42

What’s the most expensive thing you’ve ever broken?

A car that I totaled in an accident, although it wasn’t my fault. It never is, dammit.

When was the last time you slept more than 9 hours in a stretch?  Why?

Nine hours? Seriously, I feel lucky if I can get six hours in a stretch. Why? Why what? Why can’t I sleep for more than nine hours in a stretch? Probably because I can’t go for nine hours in a stretch without having to get up an take a piss.


An Attitude of Gratitude!

Share something you were really grateful for this year (so far):

I’m grateful to all of the people who take time out of their busy days to read, like, and comment on my posts and who follow my blog. Thank you all.

Sorry I asked

It was one week ago today. My wife and I were walking our dog at around 9:30 in the morning. It was a gray, cloudy, windy day and it was around 51°F. I said to my wife, “It’s June, for crissake. When is it going to start feeling like summer?” Now I’m sorry I asked.

You may be aware that San Francisco is known for its cool summers. In fact, Mark Twain once asserted, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” It’s a damn shame Twain never actually said that, but that’s beside the point.

So what is my point? My point is that San Francisco is going through one of its rare, highly unusual heat waves. The forecast calls for temperatures to exceed 90 today. The headline on the local paper app on my iPhone informed me that:7C723919-EFDF-4C13-910F-5B32112782B5Isn’t that special? Then I looked at the weather app on my iPhone and saw this.CF6F97D2-94F7-418F-9010-D47B69370FA3Yikes! Damn you, climate change!

Like most San Francisco city dwellers, our house doesn’t have air conditioning. Why would we? San Francisco high temperatures rarely get out of the 70s even at the height of summer. So when temperatures get into the 90s, things can get uncomfortable. We do have some ceiling fans and one large portable fan, but all they do is circulate hot air.

I know. I’ll pretend I live almost anywhere else on the globe, where people use Celsius rather than Fahrenheit to measure the ambient temperatures. Perhaps if I just think in terms of Celsius, where 91°F equates to 32.8°C, it will seem cooler…or at least sound cooler.

3-2-1 Quote Me! — Success

B3A6ACD0-F913-4E73-AC80-1F244E60874DThis time I got tagged twice, once by Teresa over at The Haunted Wordsmith, and once by Melanie over at Sparks From a Combustible Mind, to carry the torch for Rory’s 3-2-1 Quote Me! challenge. This time the topic is “success.”

So thanks Teresa and Melanie. Here are my two success quotes.F9401CB8-504A-4C44-96E1-301CBF4EA3F648B4F850-DDC7-4D06-B818-7A07629D5760Next I’m supposed to tag three other bloggers to post two (each) quotes about success. However, I am, instead, going to throw this challenge open to anyone who is inspired by my success in responding to this challenge. See if you can match me!

SoCS — No Lack of Options

3BA9B1F3-0E9D-4B9E-AAE9-D7EDC49C0123For today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, Linda G. Hill instructed us to “pick up the closest book to you when you sit down to write your post. Close your eyes, open the book, and place your finger on the page. Whatever word or phrase your finger lands on, write about it.”

These instructions for me are easier said than done. You see, the truth is that these days, the only books I read are ebooks on my Kindle app for my iPhone. Thus, picking up my iPhone, going to my Kindle app, closing my eyes, selecting and opening an ebook, and placing my finger on a word or a phrase on a page in that ebook is pretty close to impossible.

2B8F3844-9CD3-4E49-B615-22478763AC8DThe good news, though, is that my wife is reading a physical book, The View From Flyover Country, by Sarah Kendzior. So I reached over to my wife’s side of the bed, grabbed the book, closed my eyes, opened up the book, and placed my finger on a random page. When I opened my eyes, I saw that my finger was either pointing to the phrase, “Being a responsible parent means” or a section header that says, “Lack of Options.” I suppose that means that rather than having a lack of options, I actually have two options.

With that said, I shall now, as Linda instructed, write about how “being a responsible parent means” that you have a “lack of options.”

But wait. I don’t actually believe that. Do you? I think that there are plenty of options available to a responsible parent. For example, a responsible parent can help a kid with his or her homework, therein providing support and encourage as well as helping the kid to understand the concepts the homework is attempting to teach.

Conversely, a responsible parent can refuse to help a kid with his or her homework, in which case the parent is teaching self-reliance, independence, and taking personal responsibility for one’s assigned tasks. This option is especially useful when the homework involves higher mathematics that is well beyond anything the parent could possibly understand, much less assist with.

So what this exercise has proven to me is that being a responsible parent means that you just try and do the best you can and hope that your kids will live through whatever responsible parenting options you choose and will, at the end of the day, thrive.

Idle Minds

I’m laid up today with a sore back and I was sitting on my couch watching TV when I saw a banner come across the bottom of the screen advertising a baseball game between the Boston Red Sox and the Kansas City Royals. Suddenly I had a flashback to my youth.

I was just a kid back in the mid-fifties when my love for baseball began. And back in the mid-fifties, Kansas City’s major league baseball team was the Athletics, not the Royals. Back then there were only 16 major league baseball teams, eight in each league. Today, there are 30 MLB teams, 15 in each league.

I was curious about how many teams of the original 16 had moved to different cities, so I googled “1957 major league baseball teams” and I got a list of the final standings of the 1957 season.01A8CFC2-84BC-4427-9B8C-A1919C616AD05BAA7F93-814E-421A-9D1A-09E854E6162BWhat I noticed was that, in addition to the Kansas City A’s now being the Oakland A’s, the Milwaukee Braves are now the Atlanta Braves, the Brooklyn Dodgers are now the Los Angeles Dodgers, and the New York Giants are now the San Francisco Giants.

In addition, my then hometown team, the Washington Senators, moved to Minneapolis and became the Minnesota Twins. A few years later, the “New” Washington Senators moved to North Texas and became the Texas Rangers. The current Washington team, the Nationals, are the relocated Montreal Expos.

And for a fascinating bit of baseball trivia, the Cincinnati Reds were known as the Redlegs back in the mid-fifties because America was going through a “red scare” at the time. In 1954, the team’s name was changed from the Reds to the Redlegs due to the word “red” having a political connotation related to Soviet communism. In 1959 the team reverted back to the Reds.

So this is what happens when an otherwise articulate and erudite person becomes housebound due to a minor back injury. You know what they say about idle minds, right?