Look, I know there are worst things in the world going on, but can I tell you how dispiriting it is to open the back door just after daylight to let the dog out for his morning constitutional and to be hit with a wave of warm, muggy air? On Christmas Eve! It’s much cooler in my house than it is outside, because we’ve been running the *^%$# air conditioner!

It’s going to be 82 degrees today, and Accuweather says it’s going to feel like 88. This crap, all the way through the weekend. That handsome pile of firewood on the back porch shall remain unmolested this holiday.

Bah, humbug, or, as we say in my part of the world, “Bah, mudbug.”