Today seemed like the sweatiest day of the summer. Part of it is that my apartment is hot and badly ventilated. The A/C in the living room works well, but the one in the bedroom doesn't work worth a damn, so we don't even use it. We'll replace it next year. Yesterday was one of the hottest days of the year, and the night have been the hottest, doo. So I had a fitful sleep and woke up irritable. I rode to work as slowly as possible.

Along the way, I saw my mother in law taking her morning walk. I knew it would be a matter of time before I met her on my commute. I was riding north, and she was walking south. I yelled her name out, and she turned and saw me and raised her hands. Just as she did that, a cyclist rode by and clipped her hand. She stopped to make sure my mother in law was OK but I could see she was on the verge of scolding her. I was pissed at the cyclist but didn't say anything.

I'm at work now in my overchilled building. What a world.