I think the prophet babb said it best:
Dick and Jane
They’re gonna get you fixed before you go under
You’re running out of places to run
Where streets are Sesame
That’s the sort of thing that makes sense while running in the heat. I’m guessing that’s not the influence Brent was under when he wrote it, but it still ends up around the same place. Funny thing is, the weather service says it was SIXTY SEVEN DEGREES at 6 a.m. today. The downside, of course, being that it happens at 6 a.m. But SIXTY SEVEN DEGREES!!!! 1 p.m., on the other hand, was around 130. But doesn’t kill make stronger blah blah whatever. 5 miles on the jackalope (13:06, 13:10, 13:15, 13:15, 12:53.) Surely it cools off in August, no?