let’s pause

for a moment to recognize the father of air conditioning, William Haviland Carrier. Because it is a fetid swamp today on the East Coast.

In other news, the Bee is coming home tonight (huzzah!). So far, reports of her activities have ranged from the extremely specific (‘we saw eleven deer, two of them were fawns, four of them were mommies, four of them were boys and one was the daddy’–don’t ask me how she determined the gender) to the extremely vague (‘it’s boring here and I don’t remember what we did and I want to come home’). I’ll give you all the full report tomorrow (or at least what I can wrestle out of her–for a girl who never stops talking, she can be surprisingly private).

And finally, for your viewing entertainment, the SP cross dresses (cross shoes? whatever) and says, “I Mommy!”