Crispy

Not all the iced tea in the world could rouse me from this heat-induced stupor. The worst part is that the temperature's barely gotten into the nineties today. What will become of me when it breaks one hundred, day after day?


Also, terribly disappointed to find out that it was only a hoax and that blaguers were not being eaten by zombies after all. Probably best for the zombies, though, as blaguer brains couldn't be very filling.


I can't say anything about the late Mr. Wizard because I never saw his show, there having been no television in our house for so many years when I was a kid. I gather that he was much admired. RIP, Mr. Wizard.