I know it's been a while (again), but it's not my fault. OK, it is my fault but seriously, how can my brain function at full capacity when there's all this wretched heat! I get home from work and I feel absolutely drained from the 11 minute drive I make from work to home. It's like the heat is zapping all my brainy goodness.
Dear Heat, could you please leave my brainy goodness alone. But please, feel free to take some of my luscious fat...
I think it's appropriate to pay homage to a man that hasn't been given his fair share of props and I, for one, will stand for it no longer. I proudly stand up and salute Willis Haviland Carrier - the Father of Cool. Oh yes, my sisters and brothers, this man developed the first air conditioner for private home use. Can I get an AMEN???
I love you Willis and if I was the President, or a member of Congress or whoever actually makes the laws (I'm not sure if the public school system failed me or if I've failed the public school system.), I would declare a national holiday in your honor.
Let's face it, without Willis, we may never have been able to hear Earl Smooter in Sweet Home Alabama tell us to keep the door shut so we don't let out all the bought air.