There are many ways to tell when it’s summer.
Another way to tell it’s summer is when the monsoon season fires up.
In some corners of the quaint world they have four seasons. Not us. We have 7 seasons.
Monsoon season is the season for my favorite past times.
Watching lightning strikes
Guessing cloud occupations
Swimming crosstown down Grant
It’s the transition from Zonie to Ari-zombie that’s tough in July. Not all of us can escape the heat. We can’t all afford to flee to the relief of cool mountains or refreshing beaches. We must accept our Ari-zomb-i-tude and and ride those triple digits. Arizombies have 5 distinguishing characteristics.
We eat the sunbaked brains of snowbirds who were “left behind”
Hearing anyone sing “Sunny side of the street” can kill us.
We are not called “The Undead”. We are referred to as “The Sundead”.
We park our cars in the sun and like the feeling when we get back in our ovens on wheels 8-hours later.
We will eat the heart of any tourist who says “But, it’s a dry heat” in late July.
We adapt, we cope, we are hardy. We are resilient. We are survivors.
Sunday:
Luna: Chapter 6
What a great name for a band: The Arizombies! 🤠
Thanks for these classics!!