Anywhere But Here

Do you know where I wish I was today?

Anywhere but Texas.

If you haven’t been following your crappy local newscast or The Weather Channel, it’s hot in Texas.  Not just hot.  But HOT.  Here, look I’ll show you.

I mean, do you SEE that?  It’s 99 and it’s not even noon.  And do you see what the rest of the week is supposed to be like?  Seriously.  My face may melt.

So I’d rather be anywhere than here.

Like San Diego so I could go here and drink this.  Or maybe go catch a loss here.  Or eat here.   Or buy this house.

Because I can’t think here.  It’s too hot.  I’m all sweaty.  (SEXY!)  I can’t work.  I can’t write.  I can’t move.  The heat is just sapping my strength.  And I’m a sunshine guy, but this is just stupid.  I’m starting to hate the sun and beg for snow and ice.

I need to escape!  (And, yes, I’m keenly aware that I just got back from vacation, but THAT DOESN’T MATTER RIGHT NOW!!!)

Tell me where to escape to.  Hurry.  Before my face melts.  No one needs to see that.

One thought on “Anywhere But Here

  1. John Mefford

    Sadly, I live terribly close to Jeff / Rango’s hometown of gritty dirt, so I can only reiterate the same advice. Walk, run, crawl, drive…do anything to flee this heat. Where? North, as far north as you can get. Up…as high of an elevation as you can stand and still breath.

    It’s like the Arnold movie Total Recall…a powerful force has shut off the oxygen. And a bunch of mutants are running around scaring the crap of people.

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