Dog Days

dog days

According to Wikipedia:

Dog Days were popularly believed to be an evil time “when the seas boiled, wine turned sour, Quinto raged in anger, dogs grew mad, and all creatures became languid, causing to man burning fevers, hysterics, and phrensies.”1

To tell you the truth, all creatures around here are pretty languid and some of us (well, me) might even be prone to phrensies these days. I know it’s been hot almost everywhere, so I won’t bore you with details. It’s just that, holy crap, I don’t feel like doing much of anything other than floating in the pool or sitting next to our one window unit a/c.2

Also, LOL @ this:


If I recall correctly, my ex was the first person to recognize that, in general, “Dogs always look correct.” That’s why, if you ever encounter a photo where a dog doesn’t look correct, it’s always kind of funny.

1. Brady, II Clavis Calendaria 89 (Nichols, Son, and Bentley 1815).
2. We have a second a/c that usually goes in our bedroom. This year, it didn’t get unbearably hot until, like, this past week, so we just never put it in. Now it’s so late in the summer I almost welcome the challenge of getting through the whole season without it. I’ve only had one miserable a/c-less night so far.
3. I wonder if people actually read the endnotes. Will anybody notice if I put an extra note here?