It’s 97 fucking degrees here, with a heat index of 101. Last night — which was no cooler than today — I went over to the playspace to help set up, and it was an inferno. B. says he was going to leave the ginormous fans on overnight and all day today, to cool it down, but — holy hell.

The REALLY funny part (to me) about tonight’s party, in the blast furnace heat, is that the demonstration scheduled for tonight is (I shit you not) FIRE PLAY. Now, while that sounds scary to me *anyway,* why in the hell must we increase the temperature by lighting submissives on fire? I ask you.

Perhaps it was scheduled that way in anticipation of everyone spontaneously combusting. Very efficient that way.