I'm borrowing a wireless connection from a Super 8 Motel on my drive back home to check on the World Cup scores. As I'm already online it only seemed appropriate to leave a message on livejournal since I have a few extra minutes. It's 38° C (102° F) with cloudless skies here in Ellensburg and I can't wait for both dusk and the temperature to fall. Standing outside at the petrol station was enough to make me wonder if I wasn't melting from the heat.
Two quick messages. Super 8 Motel, I love you. Italy, I hate you. That's all for now. Back to the shimmering asphault, then.