I woke up today at 7 AM and the A/C was running. It's set for 80 degrees, because I'm a cheap bastard, but I knew this wasn't a good omen.
At 10:30 AM, I went out to get the mail and it was 108, that was when I decided that there was not going to be any work done today.
I went on a Turner Classic channel binge and saw some of the best and worst movies made, everything from White Commache (William Shatner in a dual role spaghetti western) to To Kill a Mockingbird.
It's now 11:00 PM and it's 90 outside...the prospects for accomplishments tomorrow and not favorable. This is southern California, it's suppose to be 70 year round.