Blamer Service Announcement: Spinster HQ will be shutting down until the fucking temperature drops below 103F for a minimum of 2 days in a row. The heat from the computer monitor is melting my face. Which is neither here nor there, because I can’t write or speak anyway; as soon as a thought is formed in my brain it congeals into a puck of greasy guck that must be manually dislodged with forceps. If you are fortunate enough to be in possession of freely-surging grey matter, consider this an invitation to vituperate forthwith on the pet subject of your choice.
Photo: Hydration instructions on a sidewalk in East Austin.