Yes, the sun. The great ball of plasma that warms this little rock we call home. This week it will be on full. (Someone's been dicking with the thermostat again!)
Not a big fan of the hot hot day. In fact I'm not that big a fan of Buster Poindexter's hit "Hot Hot Hot."
This week is one of those weeks that remind me why I like the other 9 months of the year better.
Booknotes: Fractured Freedoms
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