I start off this list by informing fellow summer participants of the very obvious. Its hot outside. I got to New York the other day, to be reminded of the humid east coast summers. The weather is trying to take advantage of me, and its working. Its as if I got off the plane to receive a big wet sweaty hug from nature, and two days later its got me striped down to my lady clothes hoping that if I stare at the fan for long enough, the speed will magically increase.
The sick part is that I love this. The humid summers are the reason my friends and I can sit at the park and watch girls in mini skirts jump rope until their underwear is fully exposed for a mid-air second. They are the cause for the most refreshing freezing cold showers that I find myself craving 3 times a day. They’re the excuse for semi-necessary stop at ice cream trucks.
Living in Florida for some of my childhood, I have a slight immunity to this kind of heat. I don’t seem to sweat quite as much as the people around me. I like to think that summer has given me an anti-sweating superpower.
So basically what I’m saying is that I love New York in the summertime because it makes me feel like a superhero….yea. Thats about right.
Heres some other things I love:
real life killer B’s!
tiny well contained fires
tiny well contained deserts
utter slaughtering of knock knock jokes
friends that make you go from sad to glad
Los Angeles creek views. Compared to some places, its nice.
Fases silly faces
a perfect stack of pancakes
when people opt for glasses over contacts.
Watching free movies in the park
the Mary Blair exhibit in Disneyland
Colin Newmans dancing skills
being reunited with Charlie!
Walks so long that they baffle Google
walking barefoot! (congratulations to Matt for capturing the illusive barefooted otter-woman in the wild)
The term Jerkface
playing dress up in the middle of the day
This city. I love this city more than ham.