OK, it's a little weird this summer with no summer.
Daily highs of 72F? In the middle of July?
And for some strange reason, it's making me even more neurotic than ever. But this shall pass. Maybe it has already.
However, my vacation starts the week after next and somebody sure better turn up the thermostat for the Jersey shore because this boy needs some quality beach time.

Look closely. Luigi is there in the center, always on the alert if the squirrel French Foreign Legion dares to swarm over the fence and attack his turf and family.
My new favorite photo of Mark, even if he looks a little crazy eye.
Farewell Micheal Jackson today; also born in '58, like Madonna and myself. We always hung out together in high school bizzaro world back in the day, but thought by now things would be different. Alas, no.