It is too hot to do anything.  It is 98 degrees outside and inside it is 1018 degrees.  And don't think I just typed those numbers in.  It really is that hot inside my house.  My house has been called a war zone by the government.  We are fighting the heat here.  And we are losing.  I have fellow comrades passing out.  Our bullets fly out and fall flat to the ground.  We are no match for the heat. 

But today, the team got good news.  Our commander and chief, GOD, has sent in re-enforcement.  We have a very special task force designed especially for this type of thing.  They are called "The people that fix the air conditioner".  I love them.  They have been here before...they were at our last war, as a matter of fact.  They shall arrive anytime between 12 and 5.  I told them I need them here between now and now because we were losing men...but they said they could only make it between 12 and 5.  Ughh.  We will have to hold on until then. 

Lord, help us.