Balls Deep Hot!

It's fuckin' balls deep hot outside right now, i'm not going to lie, so don't go driving around east county throwing your cigarettes, aluminum cans, and glass bottles out the window into a heap of dried brush. How's everyone dealing with this heat? Are you sitting, shirtless, in a leather chair with a fan on you? Maybe you just don't give a fuck and your outside doing push ups like a lizard.... I don't know. Several summers ago, my girlfriend (Denay) and I decided Mojitos were going to be the cure for a hot day. Since mojitos are very hit and miss as to if they even happen to be on the bar menu, a lot of the places we frequented at that time served them; Bombay in Hillcrest serves an awesome 'ito with your indian food next to a waterfall. One day while on a early morning fishing expedition in the San Diego River next to fashion valley, it's gross I know I know, my friend chris and I realized: its Sunday, we've been up since 4am, there's a charger game on at 1pm, we both just got paid, we're not catching shit, and why not make our own mojitos. After having preacherman be the guinea pig for several recipes we finally got it right and fucking A! was it strong. I ended up getting soo drunk soo fast I passed out by the time the Charger game started only to wake up 8 hours later, throwing up all night. I slept next to the toilet in my underwear because it was still hot and I was covered in sweat all while clutching a box of saltines and a bottle of 7-UP. The thought of a cool, minty, alcoholic drink still makes me gag... but, it's fucking hot, and i've got a box of crackers.