The Bottom Drops Out: Heat Will Get You

Well the bottom dropped out again. I am angry at your world. My boy (3) and I dropped off water for the homeless. We sweated like the dogs we are down into the canyon. (I would say like pigs but pigs do not sweat) Then we got water for home, cuz we cannot drink our tap water. We found respite in the pet store that my boy just learned was not a zoo.

I am angry and ill tempered. I cannot eat the hot soup. My temperature is up 2 degrees and I am mad at the world. Heat does that to me.

Update October 2014

Well this year has been one of the hottest on record here since they started keeping track of such matters. A strange thing has happened -- we have gotten near used to it. Anything below 95 and we can live with it without air conditioning. Somehow even a big old fat guy like me can adapt to the heat. What a magnificent body us humans have. I always wondered how the old timers got by living in a desert without air conditioning. Now I know, they just plum got used to it.

Oh we used fans and such and do things like grocery shopping in the heat of the day and so we hang out in the freezer section for too long. But what the heck we also buy more ice cream as it does keep you cooler.

But the biggest difference after adapting is attitude and that goes a long ways in this old world. Do not get me wrong this hate of heat still comes in with a 100+ degree day but we just try and take that easy.

My 3 year old is now 41/2 and has totally adapted and plays outside when it is in the 90's and seems just fine.

And so we are not burdened with more than we can carry. The bottom drops off. I am a sissy pants, my bottom is any pain. Ah Shoot and Shucks my wife sees it before I do. I got so much love around me that it is embarrassing. Maybe I reap what I have sowed. I got a nephew who is dang near forty, who scolded me to treat his auntie better. Now that is just crazy. And the bottom did not drop out. We hugged and he remembered to me that I taught him how to fish. And so in our love fest the bottom don't drop out.

As you know I am not a good man. I am fairly gnarly. Yes I has broken a few fists with my face. I was an All American nose guard. That is the guy in football that just jams his face into the opponent and stops all possible progress in that center area, forcing lateral movement and disruption. That is who I am. Oh I would get pulled back as middle linebacker but that was just so I could get speed bashing into my opponent. I relished hard contact and victory through being tougher.

God played a trick on me and made me a lawyer man. I did the same as when I linebacked. Three capital murder cases and over 70 jury trials ended up making me the guy stuffed in the center. So I quit. Not acceptable. My wife quit me. It is not allowable to hang up your cleats. You got no right to that luxury. We play until we are so broke we cannot play any more. And the bottom drops out.

There is a poor man on the corner. There is an angry man on the other corner. And you think you got the right to look the other way??!!

You do not have that right. You have a duty to play smashball football and get into the mix. I did not hire you to look away. I hired you to put your face in the action. Forget about the Spirit, forget about love. Just get your face right there. Do what I command and I command you get involved with one person. Who needs a heart? I got no need for Love. I got need to get in the action and be somebody.

Oh I ain't talkin to no saints, I am talking to you --- yes you. We got work to do and you are holding up my train. We got to go and make today/tomorrow count. I charge you and I charge you hard. This here be the boss talkin and I don't hold cotton for no slackers.

Who am I to claim such authority, I am your conscience speaking and speaking right at you. We all need somebody on the outside telling us what to think on the inside. You should learn that if you listen to us who do not know how to run our own lives tell you how to run your life that things will work out just fine.

So no matte what your local conditions are and no matter your own suffering get out and help somebody who is suffering more than you. I can absolutely guarantee it will ease your own suffering and keep the bottom from dropping out.

They charged me with conspiracy. So I rolled over and gave up your name. OK I am a snitch. But if I go down this road you be comin wit me!!!

You just might as well face you are addicted to love your fellow. I will blackmail you, I will hold a shotgun to your head. I ain't looking for no sissy pants. I got you.

You have it all going for you. Yet you think your bottom dropped out. Not true. You are reading this and beginning to see some light. Thas alright. You will climb up today. You will soar today. I command it!!!

I do not give a piddly willy about your problems. I do not care about your social woes. I demand that you get off of you pity pot and go help someone. And the bottom drops out, and the bottom drops out.

But you are you and that is a miracle. So go use that miracle to help others because your sorrow do not compare.

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