Can you have dog days less then a month past May? We are in our second stinkin' hot heat wave and my brain is on hold. I am unthinking. Thoughtunful. Things I do not care about one bit when it is over 30º C:

• Canadian Federal politics. Who cares? The separatists are in bed with the socialist propping up the cannibals according to the only party whose majority support adds up to 25% and I do not care. It is summer and we will have an election in March 2006 with results surprisingly similar to the present state of affairs. Ho-hum.
• Soup. Who could eat soup on a day like this? They call it a perfect food. They call it comfort food. They are wrong. I say ICE CREEEEEEM!
• Libertarians cluttering up the social software. Who can stand them on a hot day going on and on to everyone about how they want to be alone? So go. Find a quiet place. Have some soup. But just don't tell me about it.
• The NHL lock-out. Who cares. I hear they will settle in the next few weeks. Who cares. I have heard that for months. Who cares. You know why I don't care. I can lick exposed metals with abandon - that is why. Because it is summer.
• Memes about three people who blog, you respect but you disagree with most of the time. The exact rules are:

  Name three political individuals (they don't have to be politicians; they can be bloggers) with whom you frequently disagree. Be careful who you choose, because you'll have to use them in your next answer. For each individual, identify one characteristic of theirs that you admire, or one policy of theirs that you strongly agree with and write a paragraph or two on why.

  I suppose I would say I admire Don for his honestly come by ability to eat meat-based cookies; Craig for his ability to stand by his love of place despite many of the facts being against him; and Blork who I never really disagree with but who posts about bugs from time to time. And I just like writing Blork. There - meme over. I tag Mike; Johnny G on the Rock; and another Newf Myrick, aka "the Skipper of Shanghai"...which is, coincidently, a tune I know all too well on the button accordion and spoons.
• Lastly, I dislike working during a heat wave. In the good old days of civil service summer jobs fifteen or twenty years ago - when the service was still civil - when it got too hot inside...you were let go for the day! Hey hey! In Halifax in 1990 we were talking only about 27º C and - seeing as the old Edifice Cartier Building or whatever it was being called was being stripped of asbestos and we were the only non-union workers so we were left in-house - that pretty much was every day around 1:30 pm and we were working kitty corner from Sams, aka the old Atlantic Tavern, along the way from the old Gingers (before they built that condo) down the hill from the Midtown, me boys. Now, we are plagued with effective air conditioning, oblivious of the opportunity lost, efficiently multi-tasking away.