Shapeshifting Spiders

School is out. It's official. I'm a free man. Now I can bum around in ugly plaid shorts, V-neck tees, and flip flops while growing a lazy man's beard. The first week of summer is odd; it's like the adrenaline just wore off after riding a gnarly roller coaster. You walk around half dead, thinking of what to do with your life. After that time passes, you start to feel energized and ready to take on the world. I like to be goal oriented. But that doesn't mean I always set (or reach) them. This summer I'm setting a few goals, some have to do with life, others with writing, others with killing venomous spiders.

1. Run 15 miles a week.

2. Finish second novel before SCBWI Conference (July 31).

3. Read a lot of books.

4. Get rid of farmer's tan.

5. Clean out the Bomb Shelter.

6. While completing number 5, kill at least 5 black widows (I know where two are hiding).

7. Eat less, but somehow enjoy it. (impossible)  

8. Wash my face more often & shave once a week. 

9.  Like math a little more.

10. Talk Blondie into being a good listener. 

Well, there it is. I'm already behind on numbers 1 and 2 for this week, so I should stop blogging and get running or writing. Before I go, vote for your favorite summer tagline, posted as negative numbers (I'm trying at number 9):

-1. Summer. Where winter's not.

-2. Summer. Here til school starts.

-3. Summer. Taste the heat.

-4. Summer. Hand me another.

-5. Summer. Sun. Sweat. Shapeshifting.      

My favorite is negative 5, because I've always wanted to turn into fire.  

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And because I've recently learned to embed YouTube videos, you get to enjoy the opening to my favorite 1980s cartoon.