A STRAIGHTFOWARD LITTLE ENTRY

Today I'll be shot and sweet.
It's 11 degrees outside in Smokin' Joe Land. Give me 100 degrees with some humidity any day!
I don't want to hear any bitching, AND YOU DAMN SURE WON'T GET ANY FROM ME, when it gets hot next summer. We had a great, mild summer this year that was almost universally enjoyed, but a burning hot scorcher could be just a few months away. In my opinion it can't get here soon enough. I don't like sweatshirts and blankets. I have a room full of tee shirts that I'd like to start living in again soon.

WINTER SUCKS!

Well I'm not exactly pumping out vast quantities of knowledge and insight, but it's day two and I'm still at it.
I think part of my problem is that it's winter. I hate winter. Nothing I like to do goes on in the winter and the only thing that makes it bearable is basketball. Makes me wonder why our big cities are where they are. New York and Boston are pretty far north. It gets butt cold in both of them. Why would people choose to make these cities so big? I can understand the poor damn Pilgrims and the early settlers, they didn't know any better, otherwise our capital would be in Miami, or maybe Mexico City.
I don't guess I'd do well in Minnesota or Wisconsin or one of those awful icy states. Everyone would go play hockey and I'd be too cold to get out.
Maybe winter in Kentucky would be more enjoyable if we had some cool stuff to do like play hockey or go skiing. But no, we don't have that kind of winter. Instead we get cold weather and ice and lots of cold, rainy days. And when it does snow nobody on the road--except me of course--knows how to drive in it.
For that matter I'm starting to think that people in Kentucky just can't drive. If you're reading this and you live in Kentucky chances are you don't know what a dimmer switch or turn signal is. If you do use your signals the handle is broken and your flasher stays on for 57 miles on the interstate signaling a left turn. Maybe this is just Kentuckians over age 60, although I did get flipped off by a granny in a Caddy on I-65 the other day. I was going to slow for her. My cruise was set on 81.
Go figure.