What is not typical, however, is that merely a week before this heat wave started, it was snowing. Yes, SNOWING. HERE. IN JUNE.
Don't get me wrong, I also love people and the way they touch my life -- they have the unique ability to lift me from the depths of despair, but in this moment -- as I write this post -- I absolutely hate people.
Her hands were cold, but not as cold as the tarp that she rolled my nearly lifeless body onto.
That's right, my friend, it's baseball season! Who cares? This guy!