Summertime Dan

A few years ago I remember telling my friend Adam, after he complained that I hadn't done anything with him all summer, "of course not, it's summer..."

Though the exact start and stop will vary from year to year, essentially from July 1 - September 30, I really don't do things. I mean, sure, I'll do some things if I must, but they have to comply with the the basic rules of Dan's summertime activity: if it's indoor there must be air conditioning, and if it's outdoor, it can't require I dress (or even look) nice.

I've been relatively successful this year, though I must admit against my better judgment I've attended some indoor events with a level of air conditioning that could only barely be considered adequate. Most of my family and friends know my temperature requirements, accept them, even enjoy them as a source for comedy. My great friends Dave and Olivia invited me down to their place in Philadelphia for the weekend, and when I hesitated to reply, she suddenly remembered "oh, right - not till October then..."

I've always been uncomfortably warm. Like my father before me, and I assume our fathers dating back to the very first short, hairy Semite who uttered the first "Oy." It's better this year, having lost quite a bit of weight over the past few months, but I don't suspect I'll ever be comfortable with the temperatures that others barely seem to notice.

This past week in particular was very hot. And next week I'm on a stay-cation, hanging out in my apartment and neighborhood, relaxing before we get crazy busy at work this September. So I decided to do something I've wanted to do for years. I don't know if it will help me stay cool, or if it looks cool, but it sure was fun to do.

What do you think?