Today, my slavering hordes, I command you to Think Cool Thoughts and send them to The Dark Tower, care of your Imperial Master. It’s way hot here in the Land of Seattle, where the shadows lie. It spike to 102 degrees yesterday and we are expecting more today. And these layers of billowy black robes don’t help.
I’ll be in my non-air-conditioned Inner Chamber, brooding–or napping. You guys have it easy down in those nice cool torture chambers and correctional facilities.
That is all.