At six o'clock this evening here in the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex in Texas, it was 101 degrees fahrenheit! I've lived here most of my misbegotten life, and frankly, it's gettin' a wee bit too hot even for me . . . and that's not even mentioning the drought we've been living with for a couple of years.

I'd love to see what songs, limericks, poems, rants, etc. my fellow 'Cats can come up with to commiserate with our slow-broiling, or to cool us lil' devils off. And if one of y'all know a good rain dance -- Go for it!

-- Áine (who's sweatin' her socks off and hatin' every dang minute of it!)