"Holy hellhole"...

... were my exact words when I stepped out of the building to go home. Armed with cautions from my boss and co-workers to drink water on the way and such. Adding the humidity factor we're looking at 110F/43C with almost no wind. If sauna-cycling becomes an Olympic sport, I bet I can win a gold medal.

Laurence has been feeling a little neglected lately (which doesn't take much as he's a bit spoiled) so we decided to play in the garden. With water. And SPF110. Pasty whites* FTW**!
Lar REALLY liked the pool I made especially for him, and his new pool lounger.



*and by that I mean both Lar and me.
**and by that I mean being fluorescent white sucks.