"Good to see you here, Doc," said Herb Collins. "That
warm-water-on-the-battery trick work for you?" "Thanks, Herb. Yep.
I tried it this morning. What's that you got there?"
"Travel thingie. You know it's more than 80 degrees in
Guatemala... right now."
"Saw a deal on TV," Dud said. "They're water skiing in Florida.
You can go fishing down there all year-round."
"You going to Guatemala, Herb?" said Doc.
"Maybe. Been thinking about it. I don't know much Spanish,
though."
"All you need to know," said Dud, "is ‘Hace mucho calor,' Herb."
"What's that mean?"
"Sure is hot!"
"I was just thinking yesterday," said Doc, "of the unsung beauty
of sweat. You know, we take sweat for granted in summer. Heck, we
even dislike it and go swimming to wash it off."
"That's a fact," Dud said.
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"But I think it would be kinda fun to sweat right now. You know,
just sit in a hot sun and bask like an old lizard and sip iced
tea..."
"...and wear dark glasses," said Herb.
"...and watch girls in bikinis," said Dud.
They looked at him.
"Around here?"
"Well, no. I mean, Guatemala or Florida, you know."
"Yeah," said Herb. "Guatemala."
About that time Loretta came up. "You boys want your coffees
topped off, or should I just turn the hose on you?"
They shoved their cups forward and grinned.
"Sale on snow shovels down at the hardware store," said Doc.
"Heard that," said Dud.
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