99 degrees

They said it was going to 99 degrees today. Bring it I say. I really would take blazing heat over cold any day. I was really hoping to get a picture of a digital thermometer sign saying it was 100. I like to sweat and I don't mind stinking, to a certain point. My shoes in the office are actually starting to stink quite bad. I think they are ruined. I was thinking of sending out an email asking for everyone to just let me know if the shoes stink. How do you word something like that? Plus, asking someone if your shoes stink is really like making a confession about your shoes stinking. It's sort of like asking someone to smell your finger. You won't get an honest answer. well, I realized I don't think I know where any of those things are, the digital thermometer signs, at least not on my route. Instead I ended up with a picture of a steak knife I found. Not quite treasure, but surely not trash either. It does make one wonder why a steak knife is lying in the middle of 5th avenue. Not that there would be some great story behind it, but everything has a story. It could have been some meals on wheels disaster. It could have been a premeditated murder, with a last minute change of heart, ending with a knife tossed out the window.