Where are my fried eggs?

Around nine o'clock this morning, it was already sweltering in the sun in New York City, and it's headed up to 99 degrees today, at least. Try walking on the hot pavement when your entire body is spread out only four inches above it! Forget my feet; my whole body gets cooked so much it only needs mustard and a bun to finish it off.

So I'm going to be indoors a whole lot today. Seems like an excellent opportunity to put together my first Blipfoto entry.