Last night I nightmared about asteroids heading towards earth and creating giant earthquakes. This also involved facebook, my grandparents and riverboats. So I wasn’t suprised to wake today to the WEATHER EQUIVALENCE OF THE END OF THE WHOLE WORLD. Or: 95 degrees. Okay. Not really that hot. But try playing mini golf inside of it. I dare you to try. You can’t. You just CAN’T. You will resort to throwing your ball. You will make it ten holes, and give up.