We have suffered through 100+ degree days for a week or so now, and last night I was sleeping in front of my window fan, when God began tromping around outside, shining His flashlight around, looking for a place to piss. He found one, and it was all over us.
Golly, did it ever rain. And lightning hammered the sky, sparking off great flashes that you could see through closed eyelids. And the hot air was chilled, and soon I had to pull a quilt over me, and I snuggled into it happily and drifted off back into sleep again, dreaming of cannon fire, and Frost Giants bowling with giant ice-balls.
It is nearly noon, and I am still chilly, and I love it. May it stay thus for many more days, I prithee, Oh Lord.
I may be keeping the PC off quite a bit, today. The weather radar shows wolves circling around us, and I've lost enough computers to that sort of nonsense.