Uncle

I'm not supposed to bitch about the weather. It's Arizona. It's summer. July. Monsoon season. But, wow. It seems like I usually get more breaks around this time of year, hit the road, head north or west, but for some reason I'm staying put. Maybe it's global warming. Maybe we shouldn't keep digging up all of those farms and pouring more tar to soak up all that heat. I read that the last big farm in Queen Creek just sold. Coming soon, more vacant houses, higher heat. I can't even swim anymore. I jumped in yesterday for a little relief and it was hot. Bath water hot. But I'm not bitching. Just a little vent. Just breathe. Thanks.