It's Hot as Hell...But It Snows Down Here.

Not really. It’s just 100 degrees on a daily basis. Not complaining one bit. I think I’ve turned normal. My writing after midnight is not as poppin’ as it is in the daytime now. So now I’ll write more in the daytime.

Updates: Meeting. Phone Call. E-Mail. Lunch. Fun. Friends. Live.

Booking my Idaho ticket Saturday, after phoner with Solange.