*It's too hot. Well, it's not as bad as heat and humidity, but still, it's bad. I feel like I'm about to get a heat stroke even standing outside for a minute. Hauling 70 lb boxes is not helping any. I'd rather have the cold--at least you can always put on another layer. With the heat, there is only so much you can take off.
*There's this busy intersection that is always full of cops. Or at least I always see cops there whenever I pass by. (Never just one. Always several.) It's the intersection right before you get on the interstate and frankly, I don't see what the big deal is. I don't think it's a speed trap. The intersection is in the middle of a shopping area so pretty much everyone is inching along. Maybe that intersection has some mysterious cop attractant--sort of like mosquitoes homing onto their human prey--except there's no actual prey.
*When I see a bag of packing peanuts labeled "biodegradable", I feel doubtful.
*The Maze. Based on the puzzle book by Christopher Manson. Hint: There are certain rooms you will not be able to get to unless you think outside the box. I admit, my first approach to the whole thing was like the clueless travelers in the narrative, but I don't blame them. The "guide", however, was a pompous asshat. Well, maybe that isn't quite the accurate description, but I didn't like him.
