It is cold today, and I am worried about the old people. Old people do not do well in extreme weather. They like it one temperature and one temperature only, and that temperature is 76 degrees Fahrenheit. Anything lower and they reach for a sweater and ear muffs, anything higher and they lie sweating in their La-Z-Boys, waiting for death or the “heat wave” to pass or whichever comes first.
Today in Renton a senior citizen will attempt to walk her Scottish terrier and be found two days later huddled for warmth under the bough of a sumac tree. She will have survived by licking water off pine needles and gnawing on pieces of bark. The Scottish terrier will have eaten its own tail. Hey, it could happen. All I’m saying is: take care of your old people.
Yesterday was a monumental day for Where’s Wetzler?, thanks to Christopher Frizzelle at The Stranger, who put up a blog I wrote a few days ago about losing my mind in Capitol Hill. So far this has led to more traffic on Where’s Wetzler? and consequently more Seattleites wondering where the last ten minutes of their lives went. It has also led to me looking up the word “vicissitudes” in the dictionary.
Oh crap, my dad is about to go outside and he’s not even wearing a jacket. Be right back.
-Wetzler
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