Right now I’m actually sitting in my yard while I’m writing this... it’s about 76°F/24°C... there is a gentle 11 MPH/17 KPH breeze blowing up from the Great South Bay, there is very little humidity and its a pretty nice evening...
The fire pit is cracking a few feet from my chair and there is a nice cold beer on the little table next to me...
In fact this is my view looking up at the sky...
And that’s what I’m going to be stuck seeing for quite a while...
See, my wife bought this stupid chair I’m lying down in from Amazon and it’s supposed to be super versatile and have lots of comfy positions... unfortunately it has just three... leaning oddly forward, laying flat out like some diabolical dentist’s chair and collapsed painfully in a heap on the ground...
The root canal position is perilously close to the lying in a heap position and if you try to gently lean backwards from oddly forward, you instantly find yourself lying flat with your feet raised awkwardly up so that you feel one wrong twitch of a muscle will drop you on your head.
That nice cold beer is just out of my reach and I’ve been listening to Fallout Boy‘s AB/AP album several times over now... I’m getting sick of the Uma Thurman song...
Everyone went inside a while ago and I decided to try sitting in the chair and do some writing on my iPad because it’s so nice out and there aren’t any mosquitoes due to the breeze.
And now I‘m trapped... and soaked in beer.
An oatmeal stout...
Right before I was dumped backwards I was finishing off another bottle of beer, and when the chair changed position, the beer sloshed all over me.
I hate reeking of beer when I’m not properly drunk...
Also, most of the logs in the fire pit are kinda ash now and the gentle breeze is blowing enough of it out so that it drifts down onto me where it’s having a nice Mount Saint Helens/Pompeii effect.
I feel like I should probably just try and nap like an ashy/beery mess until someone comes outside looking for me, but I want that other beer.
I know I can reach it if I squirm into the right position... it’s just under six inches, but it’s tricky... I’m too lazy to get up if this thing falls and the grass is a little damp.
I‘m gonna work this out...
Hopefully I’ll figure this out before it gets dark.