So Jed doesn't miss the yellow!

My friend Jed Eckhart doesn't miss the pollen while he is London. I don't know why. With out the yellow pollen covering the ground, cars, porches, and streets how would I know where I have been. When I sit down in my front porch chair, how will people know that it is my seat unless I leave a yellow ass print in the chair? How will I find my way home without my yellow footprints left on the street to guide me home? (Hansel and Grettle wished they had pollen instead of bread crumbs). How will I know the my car is dirty if people don't write it on the back of my car because it is covered in Pollen? Without the pollen I would not know that it is fucking hot outside and Georgia's Summer is coming and coming quick.

The pollen lets us know that the days of sweating uncontrollable is coming and the mosquitos will soon be here to buzz around our ears. Pollen is a sign of good things too. The runny nose to make us soooo attractive to the guys in the Highlands and my eyes that seem to never stop tearing are here to stay for another month. Without pollen I wouldn't appreciate my inner beauty, since right now I look like shit because of it. (thank goodness for mom who bought me Claritin D). I thank you pollen for showing up. Pollen means spring is really here and I will be tan once again. Don't forget to bring two towels to the pool. One to lay on and one to wipe the pollen off the chair before you lay on it.

Cheers to pollen. You know you miss it JED!