It's August, When a Young Man's Thought Turns to Things He Hates

In which your humble narrator lists the vexations of high summer.

• The unmistakable odor of cheap cologne which wafts off of the business-type business people who ride the train downtown early in the morning.
• Being shiny all the time since it's so damn hot.
• The lack of four hour parking meters anywhere near the University now that the river road has been dug up for insufficiently explained reasons. "Utility work" indeed.
• The barely restrained glee of local newscasters when describing some fresh 'n' juicy, new double murder.
• Summer watchband stink.