I imagine all my Utah bloggity friends are hanging out in their respective basements on our last global warming proof 9 days of over 100 degree heat. I think the only one of us who doesn't have a basement is Lis. Sorry Lis.
Basements rule.
*By the way, I have no idea where my mother would come by such a pagan expression, being a Daughter of the Utah Pioneers that she was, but she would regularly express it when things were opressive.
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My son didn't come up from the basement today, except for sustenance. He made it a matter of principle.
ReplyDeleteI am in my basement now. Word to the basement!
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking of digging another level down after I'm done with the bathroom.
The basement, a nice warm place to play video games in the winter, a nice cool spot to play video games in the summer.
ReplyDeleteyes, poor me without a basement. it really is a thing.
ReplyDeletei don't have a basement, i live in a loft. heat rises, you basement dwellers are lucky bastards. invite me over, damn it!
ReplyDeleteMi casa es su casa, sb.
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