This weekend was a scorcher in Vancouver/Lower Mainland. The heat kicked in full force. After a fun Friday night with an old friend- did you read Grilled the other day? My Saturday consisted of pressure washing and chainsawing (that’s a word right?). The good thing was most of my work was in the shadows of the trees. But I still overheated and broke out into a manly, musky sweat. Oooo that smell..
I was on a roll and just didn’t want to stop. I could’ve cut down another five or six trees if my wife hadn’t stopped me. She only stopped me because I looked like I was ready to pass out. I was dirty, oily and covered in sawdust. Shortly thereafter my allergies went full force trying to kill me.
My macho manliness came to a crashing halt as quickly as it started. I showered to try and cool off and clean my body. Then, I endured the pleasure of using a neti pot to cleanse my nasal passages. Imagine a skinny 6’8″ man hunched over the bathroom sink in a pair of boxers with a small plastic teapot pouring salt water into his nose. I’m all that and more, remember when I talked about My Man Card? In fact, this evening I was bombing down the road with my wife in the car with “The Village People: Macho Man” cranked. Possess the strength of confidence, that’s the skill…
I am too cool- even during this heatwave.