The Sound is evaporating away. I can barely see Kitsap, and the Olympics are lost in the haze.

I daresay, I may need to turn off my laptop. It’s running at about 110 F to the touch.

Seattle’s record 102 degrees is made that much worse by living in a house with air conditioning. “You won’t need it. It only gets hot a couple times a year, a week or two at the most, and it never goes above 90 and it’s never that humid.” Heh.

Tomorrow should be better.