Aaaaah.

I went to the NY Renaissance Faire yesterday and spent most of the day sweating. It was hot out, and sticky, and I thought more than once about how the place would smell if everyone there were practicing Elizabethan standards of hygiene. (Hint: not good.) I stopped at the water fountain several times to drink all I could, and at one point I chugged an iced cappucino, but I don't know that the combined liquid volume was enough to help. By the time I got home I was starting to feel a headache forming. I went home, put my bows away (if you ever want conversation at a RenFaire, bring a bow with you and make sure you know how to use it), and went out to the bookstore. When I got home again around 8:30 or 9, my head was in full-out aching mode. I had some more water, took two Tylenol, and went to bed by 10:30. I didn't get up until 9 AM.

But today I am sure that God, or someone, likes me, and there are two reasons why:

1. Willis Carrier was born, and Willis Carrier invented air conditioning.
2. A company in New York City produces Manhattan Special Coffee Soda, which as far as I'm concerned replaces 'beer' in Benjamin Franklin's statement about 'proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy'. This stuff is carbonated espresso with enough sugar to make it taste good.

Yay.