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We are having a heatwave here in northeast Pennsylvania. The temperature rose to 92 and it is humid. Tomorrow is supposed to be worse and Monday I prefer not to even think about.

The office fan is on, aimed squarely at the computers. Whenever we consider air conditioning we have a summer like last year when it broke 90 only once or twice. Generally there are very few days when we actually "need" air conditioning and Mary and I have made it a rule to avoid having things we don't need. (As for example I don't really need a high speed internet connection to allow me to waste time looking at music videos on YouTube)

Our cat Sabrina might disagree with what we need. She deserted her nest on the shelf, with the comfy commode seat cover, and sprawled out in the middle of the hardwood floor. Then she decided it might be cooler to get into the cardboard box which is half filled with legal publications bound in vinyl covers. Presumably the covers feel cool, as long as the sun hasn't heated them.

Sabrina would be better off sleeping downstairs. It is much cooler down there and the tiles in the bathroom or beside the refrigerator are actually chilly, but she seems to feel she needs to supervise us.

I'd say more but she she just flicked her tail slightly which, I think, means "Get back to work. The cat treats are getting low."

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