Sue Woolfe

When it gets so hot that your legs stick to the car seat on the drive home, you know its pool time. That’s the best thing bout living in an apartment or a condo – you have a pool waiting for you every night and on the weekends. I spend so much time at the pool that I had to buy a third bathing suit – and it was worth it.

Actually it was a dark, desert highway that begins the lyrics for the hit classic by the Eagles, “Hotel California.”

While listening to it, the next part makes sense, “cool wind in my hair.” But then the line, “warm smell of colitas . . .” and now I’m realizing I have no idea what are colitas?

So I looked it up, and it is a Mexican word that means “little tail,” which makes no sense. So, digging deeper, I finally found out that colitas is Mexican slang for pot, specifically the plant buds. So now I’ve been educated today.

Ever since Larry King retired I find myself watching the Piers Morgan show on CNN. I don’t watch it live, I catch the rebroadcast that comes on really late at night. There’s no reason to make an effort to watch it live – they don’t take calls or anything. Piers is no where close to as good as Larry King, but he’s better than nothing.