heat waves and body waves: the good life gets gooder

the heat wave is officially over, so say the weatherpeople (not to be mistaken with the villagepeople). do not be fooled though, it is still hot and sunny--perfect days for lawn games, gin and tonics, and skin cancer. skin cancer specialists must be secretly sponsoring the hole in the ozone. but then again, without all these environmental fears, and fears in general, life would be a world of daily temperance. not for me, says the young heroine, sandarlicious. i always thought i was born a rock star trapped in the body of a humanitarian.

i have been trying to re-establish my holiday mantra calling for a rigorous schedule of: waking up, drinking, and eating elaborate fancypants meals. there was a threat of a city-wide blackout the other day-- in actual fact there were borough-wide blackouts, but the entire city was not affected. while my workmate decided to leave early and pick up spare batteries, a flashlight, and water, i decide to pick up 3 bottles of white wine, scallops, and shrimp. if i was ever shipwrecked, i would certainly be the howells in gilligan's island. in a life-threatening scenario, demand prosecco as i always say (not really, but i will mull over this brillant notion).

as for the photos napping in my camera, they are rather lackluster. a citygirl trying to take photos of nature just does not seem to work. the fact that i saw a wild flower that wasn't grown at the local delimart seemed to overwhelm me at the moment. the photos do not. i will stick to buying my $10 delimart flowers. nature and its documentation, i will leave to the sir david attenboroughs of the world. but i bet you he doesn't know how to boogie like i know how to boogie. yes, captainess boogie at your service, if you would please.