Today the temperature display in my car said 103. It's the last day of May. May is supposed to be springtime folks. Yet, it's a hundred and friggin' three. We haven't made it to the beach yet and at this rate, by the time we go, which is usually late summer, the entire planet will be ablaze and the ocean will be rapidly evaporating. But, at least our homes aren't swirling up above us and crashing down thanks to some evil tornado, right?