Italian......

....... it was a beautiful day here today, although very warm, and the occasion transpired where I found myself sitting outside on my front stoop enjoying a cigarette.........

.... the Sun was absolutely belting it down, and I halfway wondered if I should make my way towards some sort of shade while the nicotine worked its magic.........

.... and just as the first bead of sweat rolled down my balding forehead, I remembered that line from the Wizard of Oz...... remarkably, "you clinking, clanking, clattering collection of caliginous junk!"......

.... hard words from The Wizard to the Tin Man, fo sho..... but, True Words, nonetheless.........

...... it was odd how it struck me, actually - that line....... I suddenly pressed out my cigarette against the stone paving, gazed down at my bare, red arms..... admired the freckles and inch-long hair that adorn them....... and mouthed the words to myself..... "you, sir, are the Tin Man....... apart from the English, Scots, Irish, Creek, French, German, Cherokee, and Catawba that all lent their genes to you?...... you are still sitting here - in Tennessee - with 95 degree weather, fair skin, red hair, and freckles that'd confuse a master puzzlesmith....... you, sir, are a clinking, clanking, clattering collection of Recessive Genes......."....

.... how else could someone who has had ancestors in the United States since 1750 be so damned unsuited for the clime in which he was born?.........

.... I am sure that my ancestors were much, much hardier than I........ hell, the fact that I am here at all begs the question of "how the hell did they survive this heat, topography, and humidity?".......

.... and yet, here I sit.......

..... and I still don't understand it........

... if I had my way, I would be swarthy-skinned, muscular, and immune to humidity........ Italian, perhaps...... but then, that wouldn't be me........

...... a bullshit post, yes..... but, in truth?...... I just like typing "clinking, clanking, clattering collection of caliginous junk."......

by Eric on June 08, 2011 | Bullshit (3) | TrackBack (0) | Ummm, Ok....
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Ahhh, Eric the Red, you are still a poet after all these years. I miss you Jawja guys, but very happy to see all the old bloggers in action. Still miss Acidman, he would make me angry with issues that I didn't care about to begin with. Do you still do a yearly get together?

Bullshitted by Heather on June 8, 2011 09:47 PM

How did anyone survive the heat without air conditioning? I am a mountain girl - what am I doing on these hot, humid plains?

Bullshitted by Lou on June 9, 2011 06:57 AM

At least you're not a nattering nabob of negativism...

Bullshitted by Elisson on June 14, 2011 10:10 PM