Running from the sun.
I was watching TV today since I do that every day. I caught a commercial that was going on about how bad the sun is for your skin. Then the commercial says even if you try to stay out of the sun all day, you'll still catch some death beams if you got to get the mail or walk the dog.
They advise putting on this make-up with UV protection in it, just because they care so much about women's skin health. What a joke! I'll bet most eye shadow has an SPF factor of 75 already. I see girls with enough make-up that it probably is already the UV protecting equivalent of a welding mask anyway.
What is going on? Are people really afraid of daylight now? Should we move the species underground?
I can see the commercials.
Not 100 million miles from your back door, a giant fireball is raging. Are you safe? Are your children safe? Don't take any chances where your family's safety is concerned. When immense giant hydrogen gas burning celestial bodies threaten your family use the sun-b-gone kit consisting of 1 shovel, 1 tent, lifetime supply of drinking water and food.
Hey, I know that UV rays cause skin cancer and our ozone layer is thinning faster than hootie and the blowfish's fanclub. I'm not suggesting we should all just walk around getting sunburns and laughing as our skin melts off, but be reasonable.
On the topic of burns, a crazy thing happened to me last night. Sometime during the night while I was sleeping my cat got the idea to try and kill us both horribly. In my sub-suite there is a window just over the stove. I let the cat out through that window a lot of the time, so when he wants to go outside he sometimes jumps up there.
Well it seems last night he decided to jump up their while I slept, and in the process the clumsy fucker clicked one of the grills on to high. Luckily I don't have a gas oven or I'd be writing this from the grave, it's electric. Not so luckily there was an empty pot sitting on that element.
As it happens, when the element on an oven is set on high for 7 hours something breaks in the oven and emits a low distressing hum. I awoke to this hum in the morning, noticed it was pretty hot in my place and there was no oxygen. I walked over to the kitchen, saw the pot that had been cooked empty for 7 hours, shut the range off, removed the pot from the stove and then banged on the stove until it stopped humming.
I'm a slob and about 600 flammable things were all within inches of the range, but nothing caught. And more amusingly, I took the battery out of the smoke detector when I moved in because the thing kept going off. That I'm alive to write this is a little lucky.
What I really can't believe is that my cat is such a fucking deadly little monster. Why couldn't he have woke me when he saw something was amiss, I need a dog.
So anyway, I'm not worried about skin cancer, I'm gonna run around in the sun at noon with no sun block. Fuck it, I got bigger things to not worry about.