Oh man; spring is almost here and it always makes me uneasy about how I ought to dress. Right, cause in the winter it’s easy, you can just wear a dark suit or a jump suit, and in the summer you can wear just like a white knit shirt that’s totally comfortable or even one dyed a light color, you know, like a, what do they call those, those, those fucking bearaguy shirts? That’s not right. What the fuck is that shirt called. You know what I mean, those Mexican shirts.

But in the spring man, it’s like, what do I wear? Do I put on a black suit but just always carry the coat? Cause otherwise it gets too hot, unless, unless there’s some big shot you have to have a meeting with and he’s complaining about how fucking hot it is man, and this dude is just sweating right through his white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and he’s kinda fat but mostly just cause he’s old, man, but this guy’s like a real player and there’s about to be some business going down and you’ve got to meet with him to talk about this shit.

So you come in and it’s like 90 degrees and they’ve got all the fans on in some old creaky building and everyone’s just got all kinds of sweat pouring through their clothes; like the dudes standing at the door with the guns, in case any shit goes down, those guys are just sweating like pigs, man, like fucking pigs. But you walk in and you’ve got your black suit on and maybe there’s a little bit of sweat around your hairline, but otherwise your shit is cool man, it’s fucking cool. And the dudes with the guns have to respect you looking all calm and cool in a black suit in this fucking intense heat when the nervousness of the situation alone ought to make you sweat out of your damn skin but instead you’re just cool man, and when business goes down it-

Guayabera shirt! That’s what I meant.

Anyway, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, spring clothes. I guess maybe a lightweight sweater over a dress shirt would make sense.