The Suck
Wednesday, July 21st, 2010This heat wave, it is The Suck. My electricity bill is twice as much as last month’s and my running totals are maybe half.
This stomach ache, it is The Suck. It reminds me of that one scene in Alien. You know the one.
“Ah! The Suck! It burns!”
The current Red Sox skid, it is The Suck. Are all the injuries finally catching up to them, or is this just the “summer swoon” that used to be such a (sucky) tradition?
This oil spill, it is The Suck. Wildlife rocks, but oil can only roll.
The death of Phil Harris, one of the captains from Deadliest Catch, is very sad. The fact that millions of us sort of watched it happen, through years of hard, carefully shot living, that is kind of The Suck.
Oddly, the fact that I am lying on the couch, cranking my expensive A/C and nursing an extraterrestrial stomach ache while watching Deadliest Catch on DVD is not The Suck. If my stomach could handle it, I’d raise a glass to the Captain. Instead, I’ll just watch him live the life he loved. And try to ignore the fact that the Sox lost to the frickin’ A’s today.