The fireball in the sky has been wanting a lot of attention these past few days. Ever closer, it has bared down on us with mocking and cruel insistence. Some quick words of advice about the heat: if you know anyone that can’t get out easily (like an elderly neighbor or the like) go check on them. The heat index can kill people and it’s not going to get any better anytime soon. Outside animals need to stay just as hydrated as people do so make sure there is access to water and shade.
I’m not a fan of the heat. Never have been even when I was a kid. Don’t get me wrong, there isn’t anything wrong with a beach or the joyful rays of a kinder sun gently caressing our skin, but the heat that we have right now wants no romance. It’s an angry, bitter sphere demanding worship and will not be ignored. (Why didn’t I move to Brattleboro, VT when I had the chance? Why do I make such bad decision?)
Lots of blogging today all around the state so let’s drink a bottle of Gatorade and dive right in.
Pride pics and commentary from Nashville at Grand Divisions.
Ralph Macchio wants to be bad and by bad I mean cuddle.
The bottomless pit of frustration is a good way to put it. It would be nice for people to, you know, be treated like grown ups.
We wrote about words and actions earlier today. Sean Braisted is doing that today as well.
Have you considered fostering an animal? Animal Shak with our pal Kathy T. has some words of wisdom on this.
Keith Talley of the TNDP is calling candidate Stephen Fincher out about BP.
We are a blog and we must CATBLOG. Megan is right, Link does have crazy eyes.
Pants on the Ground! Pants on the Ground? Acting like a …? Wait, no pants at all? This to me is pretty funny. Not as big of a deal as Julia Hurley thinks it is but funny nonetheless.
Betsy gets the line of the day for this: When the people who are supposed to be behind the scenes step forward to interject their own opinions into matters, it makes me feel like they have no confidence in their candidates’ ability to deliver these points.