It has been cold in Bako for a few mornings. Temps in the ‘20s caused me to run outside the night before I knew it would hit 29 degrees. In the dark, shivering and holding a flashlight, I picked my last six Roma tomatoes. They are finishing ripening in the house. Picking tomatoes on December 8th really pisses-off a lot of people back east. Normally I don’t disclose that kind of information, especially to my kids back east. Now the one in Orlando is on my side. It was 85 egrees all week there so he knows what thin blood is like. We are weenies when it gets below fifty degrees. It’s in the single digits back home in Indiana and all the way through the Atlantic states they have had snow, followed by ice, followed by more and bigger snows.
The other night, Jimmy Kimmel’s staff recorded some actual newscasts of the weenies in Los Angeles that deliver the local news on television. Now listen up, easterners…before you start laughing and making fun of these young wanna-be Hollywood star broadcasters, you must realize they are from your home towns, your neck of the woods. They move here, become sun worshippers and somehow get stupider then they were when they left.
Remember, this is not some made-up scene from Saturday Night Live…but it could be. It’s the kind of crazy shit that we with sympathetic memories of the frigid air, digging out, holding our breath as the car keeps slowing sliding thought the four-way stop, running into a store and start sweating through the four layers and then running back to the car and feeling the sweat turn to icicles, wondering what your kids are “really” up to on this “snow day” and you hope you don’t get a phone call from the neighbors because you have to be at work because there are no “snow days” at work…yes we remember and that’s why we stay here in this land of fruits and nuts.
Enjoy two minutes of some fruits and nuts here: http://youtu.be/7HDhmQuSLRg