Respite

I'll be trying not to think of that horrible song by Seals & Crofts when I enjoy a cool summer breeze this afternoon. Actually, that song makes me think of farts but that's a completely different story.

Anyway, thank God that the heat let up. Now you'll have to find another excuse for wanting to kill yourself. Difficulty: Stop blaming your parents.

Take care. And don't kill yourself . . . I need all the readers I can get.