Summer

So I went fishing this summer for a job, but no fish so far.

Nope, it's been all quiet on the western front, and not at all like that book.

I'm just chillin' in the heat.

Oh, and I've decided to start a record of quotes of myself for the summer, starting with: "I wonder if it's impertinent to wonder if Jesus Christ had a good singing voice," and "Of all the things to die for in this world, tomatoes have got to be at the bottom of my list."