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Tragically, our air conditioning has packed in.

Some members of the family are developing very effective coping strategies!

that's a lotta juice, tizzie.

Mojito's. Be like Papa Hemingway and drink lots of them.

And when did you steal my cat, tiz?

Readymade, if Dinsdale Piranha is indeed your cat, you may claim him at the Excessively Eccentric Cat window in Aisle 3.

He showed up at our house with no purpose other than to kick the dogs' asses, and he's doing a fine job of it.

Help! I'm trapped inside this computer!

It's still a little early to be thinking of beating the heat here, Migs, but I heartily recommend a good long bike ride and a few cold beers. Also, if it's an option, stay out ridiculously late and enjoy the cool evenings, then sleep 'till mid-afternoon.

Oh yeah, hopefully this summer is gonna bring lots of barbecue action, and a few 'round-the-campfire jam sessions.

*skillfully extracts, with surgical precision, the infected "good long bike ride" section from arto's comment and wholeheartedly embraces the recommendation* ;)

I generally beat the Florida head by wearing a lot of black and then passing out from heat stroke.

The ER is so nice and cool.

I generally beat the Florida head...
Posted by dong resin

Freudianest. Slip. Ever.

Either way, I reckon it's nap time.

I can hear you snoring from here.

*thwap*thwap*thwap*

Or, not.

Beat the heat, get naked.
First spelt "heat" as dong did..."head."

cds are going out sometime this week to all of those that wanted one.

i had trouble putting together just the right combination of jason mraz and evanescence.

Mig, H20 misters. Lot of patio bars use them here.

Lust globally, wank locally.

But for the heat, chilled gazpacho and the music of Horace Andy. Plus mojitos.

Wow! Dong, you've just been mentioned in The New Yorker!

*hyperventilated running about in circles*

Oh my god, that's so cool! Honest to gawd, dong, it couldn't happen to a more rotten...errr.... a sweeter guy!

I truly delight in remembering all the wise souls of MetaFilter who chided dong resin for his monicker, opining it was too rude to catch on with, er, other members.

Too rebellious for MeFi but any number of fine titles - even The New-fuckin'-Yorker - now have dong resin at the tip of their tongues!

There IS a God!

P.S. A Good Sign: Even the jaded roués of Gawker are jealous.

some would say that those at the New Yorker have always had dong resin on the tip of their tongue

Thanks for the enthusiasm, but what I'm really looking forward to is about three months from now when I can be the barely remembered hasbeen that I was always meant to be.

The other bloggers mentioned in that thing are all pedophiles, by the way.

Futile effort, dong. I don't think the agents read 9622.

(More's the pity.)

Question: What type of mint do you use in a mojito? Peppermint, spearmint, other? Or doesn't it matter?

Spearmint. I don't think it matters too much, but spearmint's what grows in my parents' backyard, and it's great for both sweet tea and mojitos.

Plus it takes over the garden, and you practically have to cut it back with a lawnmower. Mmmmm...minty-smelling yard!

Why, you use mojito mint, of course.

That mojito mint, Latin Name: Mentha nemorosa Willd can be found in the "Global Compendium of Weeds"
Sounds like something even I could grow, heh. Thanks, guys!

Yay! Porto are the new European champions after beating Monaco 3-0 in the final!

I'm definitely having a long, cool Port and tonic - and I'll be using Vintage Port, because I'm wicked! :)

what I'm really looking forward to is about three months from now when I can be the barely remembered hasbeen that I was always meant to be.

So you're saying I'm gonna flip on my TV and see yer smiling mug hawking whatever the hell they sell on infomercials these days? Schweeet. Hey, tell Todd Bridges I said hi. And make sure you act like he should know me.

Oh yeah, before I forget:

Who's your daddy, chimp? No, really, who *is* your daddy?

nobody had noticed Maya was pregnant and Og and Gremlin, the only adult males among 11 chimps at the facility, were sterilized years ago

Police are interviewing the zookeeper....

The lady gorillas of the Bronx Zoo are losing their studly SO Timmy to Louisville. Apparently a lucky new male, who will be introduced in the fall, can expect to receive a whole lotta love.

Apparently a lucky new male, who will be introduced in the fall, can expect to receive a whole lotta love.

Robert Plant?

Does anyone else feel that the "Jerusalem Biblical Zoo" is an odd name?

Is it housed in a giant ark?

Best bet to beat the heat? Meatlocker-reminiscent air conditioning and iced gin and lemonade.

I hate the Mississippi Valley. I come from the northlands! Snow and fog in May! Temperature gets over 85 where I come from, old people start dying of exposure. But here, it's like Africa-hot. And a nice plump 85% humidity to boot. Plus bugs the likes of which you'd expect to see in a tropical rainforest - fearless, mutant insects of prodigious size, unnerving crunchiness underfoot and a penchant for overfriendliness.

when I make it big, I'm moving to Wisconsin. Somewhere on a great lake. And then the hideous sun can kiss my fishbelly-pale ass!

For your edification: Slate sounds off on crappy celebrity mix-tape playlists. My brothers and sisters, you're mixes are better than Beyonce's and Mischa Barton's put together, and always will be.

you should move to the northeast, fes. Up here, we have a motto: if you don't like the weather, wait 10 minutes, it'll change.

I've never heard of a place that didn't have that motto, jonmc. It seems to be a standard refrain.

Not here: it's hot and shitty, with a pissy weather front coming through, pretty much from May through September. Punctuated with the occasional tornado, of course.

I was in between two tornados once, in Kansas.

I was in a Greyhound bus, riding down the highway, and there were funnel clouds on both sides of the road. I had to pee real bad, but I was afraid to go to the bathroom because I knew that at the moment I pulled my pants down, a tornado would hit the bus and I'd wind up in some damn field with my ass sticking out, and that was a bit more indignity than I could bear, even dead.

And that, children, is why the brick road was yellow.

Damn, liam, you just made me snarf Mug Root Beer out my nose.

I guess the foam is going to my brain.

And tornadoes ain't fun -- one went about twenty feet away from our house in NC. We lost large pieces of the roof and about sixty trees.

Nifty link, Fes.

So can someone who has iTunes post Thievery Corporation's playlist? Sounds intriguing.

85°F? Oh dear Fes. That is entirely too cold.

My creaky bones need heat. Lots of it. Sweat is good. Gimme the 104°F heat of Dallas or Austin, humidity of the latter be dammned.

I am bloody damn well pining for summer to arrive here in Rome; not only are people noticing the similarities in colouring between mozzerella and my skin tone, I am wearing entirely too many clothes for the end of May. And April Showers have spilled over into May Pissing Down Absolute Bucketloads, mainly on my Sundays off.

Ach, don't mind my rambling. I have a nasty summerspringwet season cold, replete with fever n' chills and I'm fondly remembering the broiling August Texas summers spent in the ballet studios for 8 hours a day with a paltry electric fan to stir the air, sweating so much that we'd have salt marks outlining our breasts** and spines on already sodden leotards, drops flying off our fingertips during pirouettes....

*Sighs, curses weather forecast projecting rain and 70°F yet a-fucking-gain tommorrow*

**Well, those of us who actually had more than 1% body fat anyways.

mmmm....wet leotards....

The Thievery Corporation playlist

Wave 4:43 João Gilberto Amoroso/Brasil
Je T'Aime ... Moi Non Plus 4:28 Serge Gainsbourg & Jane Birkin Comic Strip
The Great Curve 6:27 Talking Heads Remain in Light
Domingo No Parque 3:41 Gilberto Gil Tropicália Essentials
Bert's Blues 4:01 Donovan Sunshine Superman
Know Your Rights 3:42 The Clash Combat Rock (Remastered)
Wherever I Lay My Hat (That's My Home) [Mono] 2:14 Marvin Gaye The Master 1961-1984
Suddenly Everything Has Changed 3:54 The Flaming Lips The Soft Bulletin
Ponteio 3:05 Edu Lobo Sergio Mendes Presents Lobo
Ain't No Sunshine 1:53 Horace Andy Mr. Bassie
Blood and Fire 3:09 Niney Tighten Up, Vol. 4
Menina Flor 4:11 Luiz Bonfa, Maria Toledo & Stan Getz Verve Jazz Masters 53: Stan Getz Bossa Nova
Out of Time 3:51 Blur Think Tank
Last Good Day of the Year 5:00 Cousteau Cousteau
Hang out and Hustle 4:08 Sweet Charles James Brown's Funky People, Pt. 3
What's Happening Brother 2:43 Marvin Gaye What's Going On (Remastered)
Straight Out the Jungle 4:00 Jungle Brothers Straight Out the Jungle
Shuffering & Shmiling, Pt. 2 12:25 Fela Kuti The Best, Best of Fela Kuti
Aguas de Marco (Waters of March) 3:33 Antonio Carlos Jobim & Elis Regina Personalidade - The Best of Brazil: Antonio Carlos Jobim
Fools Gold 9:54 The Stone Roses The Very Best of The Stone Roses

Hey, that's a second Horace Andy mention in one thread. I decree this the summer of Mr Andy.

Wow, liam - what a list! I'm now convinced that, due to some cosmic flaw, we do in fact possess the same record collection.

That list is compiled by the Thievery Corporation from their record collection, although I do own about 2/3 of them.

What tizzie wrote:

"I was in a Greyhound bus, riding down the highway, and there were funnel clouds on both sides of the road. I had to pee real bad, but I was afraid to go to the bathroom because I knew that at the moment I pulled my pants down, a tornado would hit the bus and I'd wind up in some damn field with my ass sticking out, and that was a bit more indignity than I could bear, even dead. "

What I read:

I...had...my ass sticking out.

This "tizzie's-ass-fixation" is getting out of hand.

85°F? Oh dear Fes. That is entirely too cold.

Kimmy my tiny angel, I'm one of those rawboned galoots who burns his fuel hot. I make a fine wintertime cat-hutch and bedwarmer, but outside of my favorite late-late-fall-slipping-into-early-winter (grey skies, early nights, brisk wind, all the leaves off the tree and floated on the wind as fragrant smoke), you can keep most of the rest of the year. I'll certainly trade you Mississippi Valley 95F for a rainy 70F Rome any day of the week.

When I make it big, I'm moving to Wisconsin

That may be the first time that particular combination of words has ever been spoken.

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