It's Gettin' Hot In Herre...

so take off all your clothes. These lyrics from the hit song "Hot In Herre" by Nelly come to mind as I consider the summer now upon us. The heat is here (from this point forward, I will spell "here" with one 'r' - the way to which ZiggyBackRiders are accustomed, as opposed to the way Nelly prefers it) and has brought with it plenty of activity, which I will now falsely claim has kept me too busy to write here.

Here's an update on some of the fun...

My sports career has resumed after a several-month layoff following my latest broken foot. I'm playing softball again. The season is off to a fine start, with my team having recorded a record of 2-1 so far. In our first game, I made the play of my life - a diving catch of a line drive to shallow right-center field. I fear it gave my teammates false hope and belief in my ability. I should have retired permanently from softball at that moment and gone out on top, but that is not my way. I'll wait until I break a foot.

I've had a number of comedy gigs for a number of very random groups in random places - last night was the Penn State Alumni of the MidSouth at a nearby Mexican Restaurant, a couple of weeks ago I (sort of) entertained the "Jest 'n Fun" elderly social club at a condo clubhouse, and last week I gave away $60,000 in cash and diamonds in the VIP club at Harrah's Casino in Tunica. I have a sing-a-long engagement at a local children's bookstore and a songleading and comedy weekend at a summer camp in the Poconos coming up. It's going well and quite strangely!

Finally (for now), I've been to a couple of fun and lovely weddings here in Memphis. It was great to see (and make) a lot of close friends and to celebrate with two great couples. Most of my family was at the second of the two weddings and, at one point, I was dancing with my mom. It was then that I realized that the aforementioned Nelly song was being played. A strange choice, I think, for a wedding reception in a synagogue, and most certainly a hilariously disturbing selection during which to enjoy a mother-son dance. I suspect mom and I will wait for a different song next time we decide to show off our moves.