No relief in New York until Sunday, when it finally goes below 90 degrees. It's 100 now, with a "heat index" of 110.

Very dangerous heat, but my lunatic 82 year old father was in my yard this morning robbing my tomatoes. Crazy old goat. Arthur Spooner has nothing on my Pop.


"I got news for you. If it wasn't for the toilet, there would be no books." --- George Costanza.