Grease Spot

I have NO comfort level when it gets above 75 degrees!
I would much more prefer 65 degrees!
Of course all of my children and friends love the hot weather.
Imagine my joy of having lived in Arizona or Portugal, at 123 degrees!

So, it is HOT!
Kris is a grease spot on the floor.
In front of a 30" fan!
Now if only I had a spray bottle of water ....

Of course, this is Tuesday evening, when I am writing this.
Floor grease spot, watching the 1948 Superman Serial.
So, in reality, today - Wednesday, I am sitting in a soft chair, in an air conditioned room, and having my blood sucked about 6 times - while my craps like no tomorrow - until I pass out.
Sigh .....

Yeah, there are things worse than trying to stay alive.

Or perhaps I am waxing poetic ...
Or perhaps because I just finished watching '71 last night.
A British film about the summer of 1971.
A time of open warfare between the British Forces in Northern Ireland and Irish Nationalists.
Utter nonsense.

I hated high school in America.
I hated my Colorado high school above all others.
I hated the '70s and the confusion of those years!

And I hated America where wealth made right.

The wealthy Americans were suspected of financing the Irish War, later proven.
Americans were channeling funds through "humanitarian' organizations to destabilize all unfriendly governments.
And when that failed, America used CIA assassins to correct the politics of the wayward governments.
If you think the world is a mess today, want to guess why?
Blame lay squarely with the policies of Presidents Johnston and Nixon.
And for heat, they both get to experience that for eternity ...

But that is just my opinion!