While most of you know I’m a cold weather guy, there are a few things nice about the warm weather months.  I really have no explanation as to why my blog has become “soft” all of a sudden but if I don’t watch out, I’m gonna lose my street cred I’ve earned all these years as a cynical wanker.  Maybe I’ll write a counter-post which would outline the crap of summer (smog, humidity, mosquitos, fat people in bathing suits, cockroaches the size of shoeboxes…)  Anyway, here goes. 

• People-watching at a city shoreline and/or nature-watching on a beach or quiet lake
• Cold sour cream on a hot taco with all the toppings
• Ice cream – in any form and in any container/receptacle (DUH)
• Hot dog at any ballpark (except for Atlanta’s Turner Field, where they somehow manage to mangle an American classic)
• Hearing kids play until dark (but not after).  Reminds me of childhood days.
• Back when I lived near Wrigley Field, it was nice to open your window and hear the roar of the crowd and the organ music in the background.  Listening to the crowd belt out 'Take Me Out To The Ballgame' was worth every penny of the rent money.
• Birds chirping in the morning.
• Reading the newspaper on the deck in the morning with a cup of coffee before it gets too warm (NOTE – this only happens on the weekend and is a rare occasion, so when I do get that chance I savor it).
• Soaking in the sunset while at an outdoor backyard party.
• Outdoor dining at a restaurant/café/bar/coffee shop.

Feel free to add any items special to you.  Hurry up though.  This Niceness Ball turns into a rancid pumpkin at midnight and yours truly will revert to his old self.  Or not.