Ninety-something degrees today, near a hundred tomorrow.
I hate hot weather.
I hate summer.
Summer of love? Fuck that. By July I’ll be cutting off my hair in despair, and by August, I’ll hate. . . everything.
That’s how it is.
AbsurdBeats
Adding to the uncertainty
AbsurdBeats 
I guess that means The Lovin’ Spoonful is off the playlist…
(Hot town, summer in the city…)
I’m feelin yer pain we have been up near 100 for days and just now getting a brief break, just be glad you don’t have to worry about tornadoes, living out here reminds me of those old dino movies where some big critter might come along at any time and up you go…
http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/on-the-intrinsic-value-of-each-of-us/