I was calling my friends to ask them if they wanted to go biking today (no dice, unfortunately), and I thought, “I’ll go sit out on the deck in this beautiful weather and feel the breeze on my face as I watch the kids playing down near the pond. What a nice environment for a telephone call!”
Then, you know, I actually looked around the deck, and saw that the goddamn bees are back, zipping around railing, careening into the roof of the deck, buzzing towards the door as if daring me to set one foot outside.
Damn them. Damn them to hell!