Really. The air conditioner hasn’t taken a breath in my house in days. Stepping outside into the heat of the morning feels like walking into a dryer that has been spinning for hours.

Heading to the pool helps but only some and at the other extreme, standing on an elevated LIRR platform feeling closer to the heat source doesn’t help at all.

This week the first “ice bar” opened in New York City. That’s right. A bar constructed entirely out of ice where admission includes a parka and gloves.

I suppose that is one way to beat the heat.

Anyone want to join me for a visit?