Sometimes it's so very hard to get comfortable on this island. Tonite it was unbearably hot. Not just hot, I can deal with that. But oppressively heavy. Muggy. I went out back to hang laundry and the whole back yard was a giant ant farm. Fire ants. Out of their holes to sit atop grass blades and catch some slight breeze on this muggy nite. After about 30 bites (I'm kinda used to them) I had had just about enough. When its 90 outside, its 100 in this concrete oven we call a house, so I grabbed my chair and a cooler to sit my stuff on, and went front with my tea, my cigs, and my gameboy. Comfy? Yeah! Till the mosquitos showed up. I'm used to those two but the buzzing in your ears can drive you batty. I let down my long hair and use it to cover my ears. Now I'm fine right? Oh hell, it's gonna rain. Drip, drip, drip. Dang cigarettes are gonna get wet. Carry the chair back in the house. Fuck, it's hot in here. Wait, the rain decided not to come. It was just a sprinkle. Carry the chair back outside. Okay for a few. Nice moon. Oh wait, where did it go? Wow, look how black those clouds are. Dont tell me it is gonna rain. No, those clouds look like they are heading away quickly. We can deal with this. 2 minutes later i'm heading back inside. Why? Lightning. Well nothing left to do but bear the unbearable heat as I write this blog.