i am typing this post with my prototype chording glove

It is retardedly hot and humid in the late afternoon/early evening here. I have given up entirely on the notion of pants, and still cannot bring myself to do much of anything except drink water and read. Every window is open, my neighbours probably think I'm a pervert (we have big windows), and still all I can do here is lie here and sweat.

Pics later (of the chording glove, not my pantsless self, get your minds out of the gutter), I promise, but for the moment I'm going to try to keep from melting if that's okay with y'all.

I need to find some milk crates, a hose and a couple of half-amp motors; this is giving me ideas for a stackable modular swamp cooler.