Hot Hot Heat

Near record temperatures in Vegas (116) have made life a bit difficult. It's a constant struggle to stay hydrated. I just try to jump from one island of air conditioning to another as quickly as possible. I have also learned that there are an amazing number of things in my truck that can burn me. Even a seemingly harmless mint tin buried within the center console, shielded from direct sunlight, is not safe.
My Aunt and Uncle are visiting from Pleasanton this week. They have a timeshare next to Planet Hollywood. My Dad came for the weekend and returns home tonight. It was pretty funny when he ran into somebody he works with while we were gambling at Planet Hollywood. The reason it's funny is that my Dad told his boss he had a "family emergency" to get out of working today. We can only hope that the co-worker holds to his vow of secrecy.