...or work, or think, or anything, really.
I think it hit close to 100 here today and it's supposed to top out at 105 tomorrow. Wah. It's hoooot. I want a cold shower and some iced teee-ea. Wow, from my wussified response you'd never know I grew up in the Central Valley (home of ten-day hundred-plus temperature streaks), would you?
This evening, I've brought Jim's laptop down from our attic office (where it's currently at 102 according to our lovely portable weather station thingy) and created a satellite office on the dining room table, complete with labelmaker, external hard drive and gigantic box of fresh Uni-Ball pens. Oh, and an enormous box fan that hums like a helicopter engine. Ah, comfort restored!
Anyway... here's another political video for ya. But at least this one's funny.