Oh CRAP it's hot.

It's going to be in the mid-thirties all week. For the next two days, it's going to be thirty-five. For the metrically challenged, that's about ninety-seven fahrenheit.

These are days in which one is proud that someone stepped up to the plate and invented air-conditioning.

My dog is not going to be a happy camper, and will likely be as pleased as I am of the existence of the A/C.

Maybe I'll get myself some ice cream. Hot days are always better with ice cream. It's either that or seeing if I can get heat exhaustion again. Maybe I'll be lucky and the heat will birth a thunderstorm. I love a good thunderstorm; the more violent, the better. It's like rain with fireworks. Even my dog loves them. She yells at the thunder, thinking she's protecting me.

So then. A week of doing as little as possible and giving thanks to cold air and ice cream.

Summertime is here.

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[mapu]

Same for me, only no AC!
I gonna go crawl into the cold spot under my bed now.

[Axis of Rotation]

Do you have high humidity where you live, or is it more of an arid, dry heat? Humid heat is just the worst. Bleh.