It's too hot for anything. Even my air conditioned house is still pretty hot. This is why I live where I do, and not in Florida. Except, oddly enough, right at this moment, it's cooler in Florida.
I have a whole list of things I want to do, but this heat is sucking the motivation out of me so that I'm just sitting around like a slug, watching the dog pant. She's too hot, too.
It's too damn hot for anything except maybe catching a water-mohawk on film...
It's harder than it looks.
Catching it on film, I mean.
Plus, there's one crucial thing you need...
I mean, LONG hair. Sorry, Son.
Still, it's more fun than watching my electric meter spin.
And I do mean spin...
See the blurry dial under the large word, "Kilowatthours" ?
It's blurry because it's moving so fast.
There should be a little coin-jingle noise to go with that spin.
I do believe that maybe I need to spend some time making water-mohawks.
Stay cool, friends.