Dang it, it’s hot here. I walked my folks’ doggie yesterday in the early afternoon, and thought I was going to melt.  Officially, I think they’re calling it 80 degrees; I’d say it was 83 out in the sun.  It just ain’t right.  It’s February, for cryin’ out loud.  I mean, it’s beautiful of course, but it’s not natural.  This is supposed to by our cold, wet time of the year, and if we don’t get some rain, we’re going to dry up and blow away.  Or some psychotic asshat will drop a match, and foom!  Gone with the wind.

Hey Seattle, quit bogarting all the wet!