Stuff Writers Need to Know—Just in Case
The dog days of summer are upon us. The heat in the east has been oppressive and at times downright unbearable—unless you have air conditioning, and or a pool, and the ability to transport to the Aleutians. The humid heat is annoying because every time I step out of my car into the volcanic winds, my glasses fog up. My ice cream melts before I get it home from the grocery store, and on one hot day, the bacon sizzled itself on the drive home. It’s been hot, pretty much everywhere in the United States.