How Hot Was It?

It's hot. So Hot.

The dogs beg for ice cubes.

I woke up this morning after leaving every window open all night with fans going full blast, and the hallway thermometer said 80 degrees. That's right. 80 in the morning. It's only uphill from here.

If, following this heat wave, you find my rotting, stinking corpse becoming one with the melting nylon of the rug, please eulogize me as an undiscovered talent. I don't care which one. Pick disco dancing or finding lost objects. Whatever.

Don't worry about me. I'll be fine...