Hot Weather Blows.

I'm really not built for this crap. 90 degrees and humid is completely out of my comfort zone, especially when I'm stuck in uniform all day. To add insult to injury, the air conditioning in the barracks won't drop below about 75... as a result, I've begun acting as if pants were never invented while I'm off duty.

In comparison, my dad's mountain house got snowed on last weekend. I can't even fathom what 20 degrees would feel like right now. Probably amazing, particularly since it provides an excellent excuse to fortify oneself with copious amounts of single malt and be unproductive.

Le sigh. I can't wait to get out of the south and back to Colorado for good.

~ The mountain man, missing his mountains.