Summertime

I don't know what the weather's like there, but it's sweltering here. Well, maybe just short of sweltering. I like it hot. The thing is, I would like to make some adjustments.

In my perfect world, there is always a place where you can step into a source of cool water. No disruption from other tasks, no mess, no worries. Everyone can be barefoot if they so choose. You can step out and continue talking on the phone, walk on the carpet, write a letter, read your book. If your dog decides to jump in with you, you don't get water splashed all over you (unless you enjoy that kind of thing), and you won't smell like a wet dog when you get out. (Neither will your dog, for that matter.)

In my perfect world, there is an unending supply of frosty cold fruit flavor popsicles, available at your fingertips, and they don't fall off the stick before you finish eating. They don't drip on you and stain, and you can always have your favorite flavor. (You can also change your favorites at any time.)
Purple, orange, red, and green mustaches and tongues are optional.

Ice cream and brownies are good for you, and they do not contribute empty calories to your digestive system. If you need that extra umph from sugar, they've got it -- but not unless you need it.

I'll list more regulations and qualifications regarding my perfect world, but it'll require some thought. I just thought I should put some ground rules in place first.

P.L.