It remains hot and sticky in Indy, the first extended heat wave since we moved here almost two years ago (two years next week, as a matter of fact). Yesterday, one of the local weather people said it was sultry. Can you really use the word sultry to describe conditions in a place like Indy, Detroit, Boston, etc? Am I the only one who thinks of being on an island somewhere, sipping run &#038; fruit drinks out of condensation-covered glasses while local music and tropical breezes gently drift through the night? There’s also the element of having someone who looks like <a href=””>Salma Hayek</a> involved, but I won’t get into that. Indy, muggy, sure. But sultry? I think not.

M. woke me up at 4:30 yesterday morning and then refused to nap until late in the morning. I was actually excited to go to bed at 9:00 last night, then when she was awake at 5:45 this morning, I popped out of bed with no argument. Parenthood does weird things to you.
I have an interesting announcement to make later today. A rather controversial decision regarding my appearance. Just a teaser for now. You’ll learn more after lunch (since I’m seeing some readers at lunch and want to surprise them).

Now Playing: <strong>Maximo Park – Going Missing</strong>