Just as I was getting ready to say there is nothing good on the Internet today, I came across this (note: anyone who doesn't care for the F word - ahem, mom - might not be so amused).

It's unreasonably hot in the swamps of Jersey. I played softball yesterday and then went to watch A.J. parade around the field at our local minor-league baseball park with his Little League compatriots. We lasted three innings before A.J. started begging to leave. I didn't blame him and might have in fact encouraged the whining. Walking back to the car, I was so overheated I started to wonder what it must be like to be on fire.

Fortunately, we spent the rest of the day in the pool, thus banishing those thoughts.