A Sticky World

That's the general problem with Ohio. Weather that seems to exist only to torture. First there was rain for days on end. Arks were actually in the planning phases. Then the clouds parted and the sun found its new best friend, humidity. And humidity is actually a bitch, but the sun doesn't seem to notice.

And so when you step outside, you can feel your skin melting.

And on that chipper note, I think I'll head off to bed. The rest of the previous blog is coming soon (hopefully tomorrow). I haven't forgotten. Just been one of those weeks. Sticky, with just the slightest bit of nausea thrown in for grins.