I drove down to Hickory Hill to do some quality rubbernecking this morning (what? it’s citizen journalism), but my efforts were thwarted by the Memphis PD, which had all the streets around the mall blocked off. Everyone else in the city seemed to have had the same idea as I had, though, as the streets were choked with traffic — the kind of traffic that doesn’t really have any place to be in particular, but…
Remember that drought last year? It got me kind of unaccustomed to rain. I keep looking out the window, expecting it to have dried right up, but it just keeps coming down.
[for Tuesday, Dec. 18] Let me tell you something about Chicago. What they’ve got there is the coldest cold I have ever felt. And I know that it gets so much colder. There and elsewhere in the world. Soooo much colder. The wind is bad, yes, but even without it, the air will kick your ass without first bothering to learn your name. I was outside without gloves at around 8 p.m. Monday for about…
Going to Nashville and back in less than 24 hours is tedious business. Especially in heavy rain, which kept falling and falling yesterday once I hit Middle Tennessee. I became envious of all the assholes who plowed ahead in the grey wetness at 70 mph while my little shitmobile felt much safer and much more stable cruising at 50. (I have a serious, serious fear of hydroplaning.) Of course, my envy subsided when I passed…
Just now I sat out on the balcony for fifteen minutes, thinking about stuff, as usual, and listening to the wind, and damn near fell asleep in my chair. It takes an amazing night to do that to me.
[for Thursday, Sept. 13] It’s been absolutely wonderful these past few days. The heat has subsided and in its place has been the most pleasant mid-September weather I can remember. My windows are open and the AC is off. I’ve been wearing a jacket, just because I’ve missed the feel of a hoodie around my neck. I’ve spent my nights sitting out on the balcony, sipping wine and speaking softly to myself about life and…
I stepped outside today and was hit with a lack of heat. If that’s possible. This month — the hottest on record for Memphis* — has just been day after day of punishing heat. I’ve avoided going outside except to walk to and from my car and to and from various doors. The humidity has been like a warm, wet washcloth atop my lungs. The sun has been white-hot, baking every surface it touches. And…
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