Could someone please phone Jesus and
ask him where the cooler weather is? I don't think I have ever been
more ready for cooler weather in my entire life. The humidity, the
sweat, the miserable rounds of golf. I just want it to go away! It
seems like Myrtle Beach has been experiencing two seasons over the
last few years. 1. Real damn hot! 2. Real damn cold! Its not like
when I lived in Greenville and that beautiful season they refer to as
Fall rolls around, and it just makes everything you do that much more
pleasant. The leaves turn pretty colors, the air smells crisp. Nope,
not here. One day its 105 with the heat index and the next morning
you wake up there is frost on the windows. I've never really had the
pleasure of dealing with snow, but I swear, every year right around
July, I tell myself and others around me that I want to move to the
town they filmed Groundhog Day in. A little town where you walk
everywhere and that gets covered in blankets of snow. Then it will
snow a little here around December or January and I will never want
to see snow again. I guess its all just one mean bitch of a cycle.
Well, if anyone gets in touch with Jesus about the cooler weather,
tell him I love him and if he wants to throw a little luck in the
form of a winning scratch off ticket or something, I wouldn't be mad
at that at all!
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