Dayum!

Comin' down off the hottest day on record for the Pacific Northwest, 102 (105 in our neighborhood–but once it's that hot, what's the damn difference). Probably wouldn't have been so bad if we didn't lose power and lived in the kind of neighborhood where the middle class rose on mass and headed to Walmart for some cheap generators. It was like a scene from Apocalypse Now with all the blue smoke and flashlights. Ended up dragging down a mattress and collapsing next to the screen door, for no app