August 15, 2015
Beware the Ides of August. I love this crazy month. And it's all because of the last day. Dear Old Mom carried me around for the entire month of August back in 1952. That must've been quite an ordeal. I know that just carrying my own heap of bones around on an August day in 2015 is like an endurance test. It's too hot and the rent's too damn high! Do you know what it means? There's a good chance of rain. We could use some rain right about now, if only for the cooling effect. Meanwhile, Starbucks for me!