Unofficial Business

From our entertainment editor Qwerty Lee Dickinson:

It’s Memorial Day Weekend – the unofficial start of summer!  When is it officially summer?  When the earth hits the summer solstice on Wednesday, June 21st.   While it’s not officially the summer, we thought we’d share some other unofficial and official starts times for things associated with summer:

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UNOFFICIAL START/ END

OFFICIAL START/ END

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Summer Season

From  Memorial Day Weekend through Labor Day Weekend

The summer solstice, June 21, through the autumnal equinox, September 22.

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Hot Dog Eating Season

From the start of the baseball season to the end of baseball season.

From the start of baseball season to the night before the starting day of the next year's baseball season.

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Margarita Season

From Cinco de Mayo through October 15th, the end of Hispanic Heritage month.

Every Friday at 5:00 p.m. until the bars close after Saturday night -- and every Happy Hour throughout the year.

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Shark Season

From Memorial Day weekend through Labor Day weekend.

Any time throughout the year you're in the ocean.

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Romphim Season

As long as the fad lasts.

Never (and men who wear romphims will regret any photos in a matter of years if not months).

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Below: Bannon, Kushner and Trump rock the romphim.

And since it's unofficially summertime, we thought we'd post Emmett Lee Dickinson's now-classic poem, "It will be Summer -- eventually" (below on the left) -- the inspiration for the Jamie's summertime hit,  "Summertime Summertime."  Not only did Dickinson's poem inspire Tom Jameson to write "Summertime Summertime," it also inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "It will be Summer -- eventually" (below on the right). 

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

It will be Summer – eventually.
Ladies – in bikinis –
Surfing Gentlemen – with Boards –
And outdoor Grills – with Weanies –

Give up the schoolyard landscape –
As tho’ it’s time to Play –
Go drifting deep in Oceans –
The Beaches call – today –

The Teachers – ending another year –
Will shelve their papered load –
The Kids – take up a merry tune –
Their Parent’s cokes – are rummed –

The Waves Rise – ridden at the Crest –
Head Straight – for those Hills
The everlasting rocking’s – set –
For Gnarly Surfers’ – thrills –

The Summer holds its miracles –
The Fireflies – do – enchant –
Let Cymbals crash – and just have Fun –
Till School Bells say – we can’t –

By Emily Dickinson:
 
It will be Summer – eventually.
Ladies – with parasols –
Sauntering Gentlemen – with Canes –
And little Girls – with Dolls –

Will tint the pallid landscape –
As 'twere a bright Bouquet –
Tho' drifted deep, in Parian –
The Village lies – today –

The Lilacs – bending many a year –
Will sway with purple load –
The Bees – will not despise the tune –
Their Forefathers – have hummed –

The Wild Rose – redden in the Bog –
The Aster – on the Hill
Her everlasting fashion – set –
And Covenant Gentians – frill –

Till Summer folds her miracle –
As Women – do – their Gown –
Or Priests – adjust the Symbols –
When Sacrament – is done –