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If you don't draw yours, I won't draw mine. A police officer, working in the small town that he lives in, focusing on family and shooting and coffee, and occasionally putting some people in jail.

Friday, August 31, 2007

The worst month.

August is finally ending.

31 days of hell.

August is the Sunday afternoon of months. While Sunday afternoon is when laundry is done and the dread of the future week's work sets upon you, August is an entire month of anticipation of school for the kids, and buying clothes and supplies for same.

It's the month I register for more grad school classes, and try to find funds and books for same.

It's the month we let the yard go brown, because watering it is just futile.

It's the month we have the last chance to go on vacation, but don't, because it's just too damned hot, and we've got to buy school clothes.

If you get a chance to go fishing in August in Texas, your brand-new fishing license expires on the morning of September 1st.

Unless you've been obsessive about watering, the tomatoes stop bearing in August; it's too hot.

The temperature here in August will always reach triple digits and the highest mark of the year, after a long summer that started in May. In truth, it's the fatigue of the enduring oppression of the heat that beats a person down.

There's no holiday in the month of August. Oh, there might be something that appears on a calender under "X Day," but nobody cares; there're no days off. Go endure. Go do it. Go...

"Why don't you just go screw off?" Family fights seem more likely. And why not? The summer and all our plans for it are gone. Wasted. And now there's no point. And you're part of the problem. "You didn't get off your..."

It's really just too hot to go do anything.

And September is a false hope; it's just as hot, but with thunderstorms and all the starting-ups that you have to deal with. There is no hope of redemption until October.

We'll all do better just to accept it, and rail no more against the awfulness of this most despicable twelfth of a year.

But don't despair; this too shall pass.

Autumn's coming.

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At Friday, August 31, 2007 6:32:00 AM, Blogger Murphy said...

Weather: First summer back from Iraq was great. Only 103, 104, no incoming, no all day patrols when even the dogs were out of the sun. Second summer I was re-aclimatized to life back home, and it Sucked the Big One. Made me feel for all Officers out at a crash or directing traffic at 2:30 in the afternoon.

Finances: One thing that has kind of helped me out somewhat, is to set aside an amount every paycheck, say 50-100 bucks or a portion of overtime hours etc, and earmark it for an upcoming expense. If I can stick with it, before long, I have enough for certain expences. I have noticed however, that once I have quite a bit saved up, there always seems to be other stuff that I really want go on sale.

At Friday, August 31, 2007 8:36:00 AM, Blogger CrankyProf said...

August is the triple-digit natural habitat of the Argument That Will Be Won, Dammit! here in Philly.

More stabbings, shootings and general violence. More suspects prone to running. General discontent and overall maliciousness.

Mother Nature just likes to get the orneries out in August.

At Friday, August 31, 2007 8:45:00 AM, Blogger phlegmfatale said...

Well, it's almost over. Grit your teeth for about 15 more hours.

Then again, you could have spent part of August laid up with pneumonia in a hospital room with the a/c set on 68. It's funny how you don't even notice time passing.

I prefer Autumn, anyway. Hopefully this one will be very cool.

At Friday, August 31, 2007 9:18:00 AM, Blogger Brandon said...

Ah, but you missed one exceptionally important part about September, that part that brings joy and heralds the beginning of the end of summer! September brings the start of football season!

At Friday, August 31, 2007 10:30:00 AM, Blogger Babs RN said...

It's a little different in Georgia. April showers don't bring May flowers - MARCH showers bring APRIL flowers. August is bad, sweltering hot but the kids are already in school (probably started back somewhere between July 31 and August 4) and high school football season is already well underway.

At Friday, August 31, 2007 11:22:00 AM, Blogger ERnursey said...

Come on fall! September is the month that teases.....a few nice days to trick you into thinking the blast furnace of summer is over then BAM, triple digits again. Cool mornings to trick the kids into wearing jeans and then.. BAM, triple digit afternoons so you bake walking home from the bus stop.

It hasn't rained here since April and everything is so dry it looks like you could ignite it by staring at it too hard....come on rain!

At Saturday, September 01, 2007 8:48:00 AM, Blogger muse said...

August in TX can be brutal, but this year we have not seen the triple digits. What we have seen is rain...I have missed the sun this summer and I kind of miss the grass turning brown. Cutting it everyweek has gotten old!

Last night we went to a baseball game and it was 68 degrees when we left, that's a pretty cool evening in south Texas.

At Sunday, April 07, 2013 11:25:00 PM, Blogger charlotte g said...

I love August. Two vital birthdays. Hope for the cool is almost within reach. Rain is coming. New growth on tomatoes. Cheap blueberries. I love August.

At Monday, April 08, 2013 8:47:00 AM, Blogger Matt G said...

5.5 years later, you weigh in, Mom? ;)


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