Hot Town

My favorite time of year is crouched in attack position...waiting for the last pastel remnants of spring to evaporate, upon which it shall pounce, exploding adventure and all its' glittery possibilities in every direction with frivolous abandon. It ain't the temperature so much as the fun, carefree vibe festively threaded throughout that makes it such an event. Everything about summer is salacious, sexy and savory, if one does it well.

Those friends you mysteriously only associate with during these months come out of the woodwork, offering familiar escapades/opportunities you've shared joyously every year (not unlike the Vegas slogan, what happens during the summer is left during the summer in the best sense), it's comforting and exciting. Motivation to find what you want-be it the perfect bikini, vacation package or restoration project-kick starts you through any lingering cold weather yucks. Barbecue grills, pools and all manner of water craft are being lovingly refurbished for another good time go-round. Kids ravenously counting down to school free months of tree-climbing, bike-riding, ice-cream truck chasing and hopefully, horizon broadening.

It's a big fluffy pile of calendar dessert. Indulging too much yields some consequences, but you'll always relent to decadent, sensual delight even the tiniest bit. I might be firmly in broken record territory with the positive-not-negative undertone I convey to you here, but I mean it with all my large pounding heart, and I stand by it. Along with all the above reasons that stand alone in their own right, this is the time of year when everyone is a little more aligned with that beloved notion of mine for whatever their reason, and I eat it up. With chopsticks.

Personally, this years tentative agenda will be: seasonal visit to Wyoming (I save my kidneys up all year for the volume of drunken reunions had there), getting some quality writing done (blog and novel wise), reading a good book on the beach whilst getting a nice golden brown going (if the spring chill/wind would take a hint, for the love of all that is holy) and most importantly, striking up new friendships/flings that will make Summer '10 enjoyable, and all the more distinct.


My season never lets me down, even when the odd bout of chilly rain or overly enthusiastic night-out involving police, threatens to do just that. I anticipate bright shiny days and warm velvety nights filled with surprises, intrigue and some R and R. Many giant Slurpees, many crisp cocktails, many light-hearted, marvelous make-outs and many laughs. Who's with me?