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The first day of summer, June 20, 2008, is upon us in Portland. For once, the sky burns blue, the yellow glowing orb up there hangs precariously, and the green grass jumps to great lengths after so much soaking from the rain. Lawnmowers know they're going to be tested this weekend: can they cut through so much growth? BBQs are preparing for The Big Scrubdown for on-going use over the coming months. And AdRi surprised me this morning by putting our rain chain fountain on a timer. Did you hear me just squeal with delight? I did. It's the little things like that make my day. See? It's going to be a very, very good summer.
In Spanish, summer is verano. But if you know Spanish, the pronunciation doesn't look anything like that. And just one little mis step and instead of saying summer, you're saying deer. I know. Spanish is tricky like that. Verano. Venado. Don't mess it up.
So The Summer List has still not been completed, nor has The Summer Playlist in iTunes been constructed. But I have some thoughts about both of them. Prince will most definitely for sure definitely be on the Summer 2008 Playlist. Old school Prince. As well as George Michael. More of his later stuff though. After George sang me to tears on the American Idol finale (stop smirking, or as my mother would say, wipe that smirk off your face or I'll wipe it off for you!) I have a newfound love for him. But I need some current music on that playlist. I welcome any suggestions. Last summer's playlist included Fleetwood Mac, Butterfly Boucher Feat, Bon Jovi, Blondie and Dolly Parton. Among others. Yes, my taste is all over the place. It also included Ann-Margret singing C'est Si Bon (It's Go Good). Oh sheesh, I should just make you a Muxtape of a few from last summer's playlist and you can listen to them here. Go on, go listen to my Muxtape from Summer of Freedom: 07. It's free and fun.
As to the Summer List? I'll see if I can get to that this weekend. We'll be making Strawberry Freezer Jam, riding bikes, and BBQing with friends. And all of those things should be on the summer list anyway. See? Maybe it's the summer list that makes itself. Ingenius!