Last week’s post was pretty intense. Like the circus. Or camping. Get it? Intense. In tense. In tents…Hmm. That joke doesn’t really work so well in writing, does it?
How about this one?
An atheist, a Crossfitter, and a vegetarian walk into a bar. The only reason we know is because they told everyone within the first two minutes.
Okay, moving on.
Summer is here, and we are heading into the hottest days of the year. Which means we all need more light, fun, entertaining, and, if applicable, cold things in our lives.
So here are some more of the good things in my life, the summer edition.
The Hunter Smith Band (featuring my boss on electric guitar) had a song from their new album chosen as the official song of the Indiana Bicentennial. Nobody really knows what that means, except that Indiana Moon is a great song. So check it out.
A classic, but I had forgotten about it, so I’m reminding you. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes, starting with A Study in Scarlet. Great stuff, and it only takes three pages to adjust to the 1800’s verbiage.
And for the random pick of the day, read Why Sh*t Happens: The Science of a Really Bad Day. In nice, short chapters and humorous explanations, the author details exactly why and how things like shaving cuts, burnt toast, and oversleeping happen. Sometimes knowing why makes it better, right? Plus, it’s just interesting if you (like me) like learning but hated science class.
The Skimm is a news and culture service that shows up in your email every morning. Specifically geared toward youngish women, it’s a great way to stay up-to-date on world news and interesting happenings, with only a 5 minute commitment. Helpful for those of us who want to know when Zika hits the US, but don’t want to watch three hours of news every night.
In case you missed it when it was first popular, like I did, the Lizzie Bennett Diaries are still available on YouTube. A remake of Pride and Prejudice done in 2-8 minute video blog entries, this definitely fits the qualifications of light, entertaining, and fun.
I’m not going to give you an actual recipe, I’m just going to say this: go to the grocery store and get milk, ice cream, and Hershey’s syrup, and blend yourself a homemade milkshake. You’re welcome. (This, of course, is if you can’t drop everything and drive to Wisconsin to have a friend make you a fresh peach milkshake. If you can, do that NOW.)
Happy summer, my friends. And remember, as Shaneequa tells me regularly, “Solar safety first!”