It’s hot a monkey hell out there today! I came out for lunch and my bloody rear view mirror had fallen off (the glue did not melt… it freaking evaporated). Driving home was like skipping through the gates of Mordor while baking a pizza and blow-drying your hair. What the crap. I’m pretty sure brain cells were lost in the fever inducing hot. The house can’t even keep up with all the hot. The AC is on, but the cold air catches on fire on it’s way out of the vents!
Factoid of the Week:
Sigurd the Mighty, a ninth-century Norse earl of Orkney, was killed by an enemy he had beheaded several hours earlier. He’d tied the man’s head to his horse’s saddle, but while riding home one of its protruding teeth grazed his leg. He died from the infection.
Words of Wisdom:
Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.