The heat...THE HEAT...MY GOD, THE HEAT!!!

Sheep on the right goats on the left. What does one do when they find themselves in the middle of heat that singes the skin if you spend more than an hour in direct contact with it, barring protection of course. There seems to be an element of goat-like environment here in that sense.

And before I get too far into the hell analogies, I should note that there is very little weeping and gnashing of teeth going on. We hit 100 today(Wednesday and Thursday) with a heat index of 115, 100% humidity. As choir director Dan Landis put it: "I don't know how you have 100% humidity and still be able to breathe."

My congregation sent 20 people to help me move in. If there were any more excitement around here, the "Pee your pants terror alert" would be sunburn red. I find myself, as well, overly excited about being in this place, if only they could develop the technology for effective external air conditioning.
Here's some pictures of my Hizzle: