Like, hot as Hephaestus's balls after a double shift at the forge?
My boss had the amazing idea to send me there for training. In the middle of July. I leave tomorrow morning but I don't even have any clean clothes to pack and all I'm doing is sitting around drinking beer and reading Groupthink stories.
Dead Guy from Oregon's Rogue Brewery is hella good.
So what is there to do in Phoenix? What's the weather like? Should I worry about being deported? Maybe I'll bring my birth certificate.
Here's a pic of my cat encroaching upon Ceiling Cat's territory. He's trying to scare me into getting my shit together. With the help of his owl.