It’s hot. It’s damn hot.

So, I’m in California. Palm Springs area… Rancho Mirage to be exact. It’s hot. It’s 106. That’s too hot. It’s okay because I’m hanging with one of my best gal-pals, my Mom. Today we met with a specialist. Tomorrow I’ll take Mom into the hospital for a small procedure. Medicine is a tricky thing.

If everything goes well we’ll be out of here in a hot New York minute. If it doesn’t… time won’t matter.