Now is the time of our summer’s totally content – and yes, the livin’ is easy.
You know, I haven’t even considered a scarf, a pair of mittens or boots for several months now; but like a good Minnesotan, I know not only where they are but am feeling more and more that the need for them approacheth.
The funny thing? Every summer I forget how cold the previous winter was; and every winter I forget how terribly hot the summer before it had been.
At this moment, for example, I’m trying to recall the sensation of having sat in this very spot, just six months ago, and wearing, on a regular basis, enough clothing so as to render a game of strip poker with me one you are guaranteed to lose – or win, depending on your point of view.
So there you go – today’s free advice: Consider your strategy when playing strip poker in an intemperate zone.
Living somewhere with a temperature variance of 130 degrees, I have to believe that it will affect not only your strategy but your sense of humor.
For example, I’ve been thinking for some time on the humor of the Minnesota Strip Tease. Mid-January, perhaps in an ice house on a frozen lake. The hat, the scarf, the gloves as they are pulled off, one tantalizing woolen finger at a time, the jaunty kicking-off of the boots, the thought-provoking removal of the long johns.
Yes. I’m pretty sure that temperature affects humor.
But this isn’t February (or the four freezing months before it). This is August, and that frozen lake is looking pretty good right now.
Isn’t that funny?
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