Thanks to the front that blew through last night, the humidity has dropped off to nothing (comparatively speaking) and it's struggling to top eighty degrees out there. I'm going to kick back with a bottle of beer and a copy of Thud! by Terry Pratchett and wait for the front lawn to get mostly in the shade, then barber it. Then I'm going for a bicycle ride, because I'm cool like that.
Oh, and Memo to Mr. & Mrs. Jack La Lanne at the grocery store bike rack: The matching helmets were cute as dammit, but wearing bike clothes covered with corporate logos when nobody is actually sponsoring you makes you look something of a twink. Also, there should be an age limit on spandex that tight; if I'm too old for it, you certainly are.
EDIT: And what's up with the bike helmets that have the little ducktail spoilers on the back? Are those supposed to generate downforce to help hold you on the banking, or something?