All Things Profane and Sacred

Oh my freaking God. The temperature is supposed to be up over a hundred today. I usually subscribe to the Tom Robbins, "Weather: celebrate it, or ignore it" philosophy (ok, so I'm more striving to achieve oneness with this philosophy-whatever), but this is just too much.

If I wanted to live somewhere where the heat choked and killed, I'd be in Arizona. Seriously. I mean, I had the brochures and applications to go to school there when I realized I hated the heat too much to possibly be serious about it.