Carpe Carne by Lisa Barbero
"A life without love is like a year without summer." - Swedish Proverb
I live in Rochester, NY. It's not often hot around here - not really. Most of the time there is some sort of white stuff on the ground. But you see... Rochestarians (yep, that's really what we're called) are known for complaining about the weather. That might be because the only constant thing about the weather around here is that it's always changing from one extreme to the next. It's like some sort of cosmic anomaly like the Bermuda Triangle but with more snow.
In other news, I've had some fun with the lion-bear dude above. He makes me smile and I love the text. Carpe Carne literally translates as "Seize the Flesh" in Latin. (Not seize the meat which could mean something completely different.) I dig it and tend to look at the phrase as a double entendre having to do with the carnivore needing meat and the human being needing the contact of other humans. Skin to skin contact, hugs, kisses... seizing the flesh.
Now I must go sit in front of a fan and do absolutely nothing while thinking about all the things I should be doing. Ooh... and I think I will eat some ice cream too. Sweet.