Baked
No, not the stoned kind of baked. This is the time of year when it's just too damn hot to do anything. Not that it's any hotter today than it was two weeks ago, it's just that after a couple of months of it, my brain and body decides that it's time to do as little as possible until the first hint of cooler weather moves in. Or maybe it's because this is the time that my family used to take it's traditional camping vacation to Lake Mathis during the last few weeks before school started (back in the old days, school started in September.) Yes, it was hot as hell back then too, but we spent the days lounging in or around the lake doing a whole lot of nothing except for the early morning hours and late evening when it was time for the men to go out on the boat and check the trotlines for catfish while the women cooked. Kids got to do what ever the hell they wanted. I know it sounds insane to go camping during the hottest part of the year, but there was a reason for this madness. We didn't have air-conditioning at home and it was lot cooler out at the lake. Blame it on early childhood conditioning, but I find it impossible to be anything but lazy during the last half of August.