It’s hot. It makes us twitchy. Sure, September is here, but where in the heck is that fall weather? Since soaring temps tend to make us do crazy things, we at NolaVie are relieving hot-weather stress with a short series of daily rants. Just, you know, to vent. In the heat. Please join in.
End-of-summer Rant No. 1
Why does living in New Orleans DRIVE US CRAZY? I mean, we love the slow pace of life here. Wait, WE HATE THE SLOW PACE OF LIFE here. We like to think it’s just summer that makes us a little wacky. The heat, the long liquid days. That feeling of stepping into a sauna when you step off the airplane.
But really, we think there’s more. So please join us in a group exercise to fill in the blank:
IT’S NOT THE HEAT, IT’S THE _________________.
To get you started, here are some sample answers from NolaVie contributors:
It’s not the heat, it’s the STUPIDITY.
It’s not the heat, it’s the POLITICIANS.
It’s not the heat, it’s the POTHOLES.
It’s not the heat, it’s DAIQUIRIS.
It’s not the heat, it’s the TELEVISION RE-RUNS.
It’s not the heat, it’s the HANSEN’S SNO-BLIZ LINE.
It’s not the heat, it’s the STAMPEDING TOURISTS IN MATCHING T-SHIRTS.
It’s not the heat, it’s the SUBARCTIC AIR CONDITIONING SYSTEMS.
It’s not the heat, it’s the KALE.
It’s not the heat, it’s the ELECTRIC BILL.
It’s not the heat, it’s the ONE WAYS.
It’s not the heat, it’s the … oh, wait, yes it is. It’s THE HEAT.
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