Those words, so often spoken are of comfort to NO ONE!!!

Yup, I'm in Florida...how'd ya guess?


As you read this, I'm currently fleeing the seventh circle of hell Florida in a Ryder rent-a-truck via I-75. My mom sold her house in Florida, and bought a new one in Knoxville TN. Thus, I flew down to help transfer her stuff from a non-climate controlled storage unit (wtf Mom?), to then put it all into the back of the no doubt even hotter Ryder truck this past weekend. 

Even being former Floridian myself I have to ask:  Why the fuck does everyone decide to move in the summer time??? I mean seriously, what the hell?!?

Actually I'm posting this in advance of my departure, so there's a chance that rather than fleeing in the aforementioned truck, I instead succumbed to the heat, and am instead lying as a sun-scorched and desiccated corpse in a storage unit complex somewhere in central Florida. 

If I post something thursday, you'll know I survived...