Recently, NASA found another blue planet only 63 light years away. They suspect, based on an estimated 2000 degrees F, that it rains liquid glass there. So, with thoughts of other worlds truely hotter than hell and shattering shards of liquid zapping down, along with a new screen-saver on my laptop showing my front yard a few months ago, living in the little room where the AC cranks away to avoid my brain melting out of my ears when I'm home doesnt seem quite so bad. Just wish I was more productive when it's humid. I much perfer bundling up and shivering.