Which of course makes me think of "Springtime for Hitler and Germany" from The Producers. Damn song is stuck in my head.
But for real and for true, spring is here! It's 6:47 as I type this at my desk and the sun is still out. Amazeballs! I have seasonal depression up to wazoo so I'm glad to see that bright and shiny round thing in the sky sticking around hours later. And it is warm today! I'm wearing a t-shirt and jeans but am quite comfortable walking around without a jacket.
Let us rejoice and be glad! Let us frolick through Central Park! Let us eat hotdogs and go to baseball games! Let us have cookouts and drink beer on balconies! Let us congregate at the beer garden in queens (the original one of course)! Let us take advantage of the spring clearance sales! Let us line up at Shake Shack and eat ice cream on the streets! Time to get CRAZY!
Until summer. Then I will be shut into my air conditioned apartment complaining about the heat and how my hair is frizzing.