So it's 105 today here in the Washington DC area. Andy Levy, today on Twitter:
"Hot enough for ya?" were the stranger's last words before I killed himPG Wodehouse, 1925:
ALL day long, New York, stewing in the rays of a late August sun, had been growing warmer and warmer, until now, at three o'clock in the afternoon, its inhabitants, with the exception of a little group gathered together on the tenth floor of the Wilmot Building on Upper Broadway, had divided themselves by a sort of natural cleavage into two main bodies—the one crawling about and asking those they met if this was hot enough for them, the other maintaining that what they minded was not so much the heat as the humidity.Most recent posts here. Follow us on Twitter here. Amazon store here.