Shew Hot

The sweating continues. It's hot outside, but I seem to be sweating more than is necessary. Today was particularly bad. My hat is off to the men and women who have to work out in this stuff. I'm sure I could become accustomed to it, but at this point I'm sure it would kill me to work one day out there.

Ragged snagged some free tickets to a Counting Crows/Live/Collective Soul concert tomorrow night in The Ville, so we'll be schlepping up there. I'm looking forward to the concert, but not the outdoor venue which will hold it. I'm sure there will be more tales o' sweat on Saturday.

The Boop relaxes

P.S. Read I Can Has Cheezburger