Summer in the City...

..sucks. I'm marinating in my own juices at lunchtime, and it ain't pretty. Tasti DLite for two days' running serves as lunch because I'm just too hot and cranky to eat food.

But thankfully so far, my neighborhood has dodged the blackout/brownout bullet that seems to be plaguing some of the other Queens neighborhoods, Stacey's included. I feel like the axe is going to fall. Last night, the a/c wasn't putting much out in the way of cool air. But I shall keep the faith that Con Ed's wrath will pass us over. Should I paint freon on my door as a sign of my penitence?