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FLAMES.
It's SWELTERING here.

Okay, maybe it's just that it WAS like 53 degrees when I got on the plane and now it's 86, with some ridiculous humidity that makes me wonder if Missouri is actually an ocean.
  • There's a lot to be said for tornadoes, too.

    Best of luck. The Italian food might be okay.
    • Naw: WASPy & Pennsylvania Dutch couple.

      In fact, this is the side of the family that features the lasagna recipe...
      ...Which calls for lasagna.
      • There are some pretty good Italian restaurants in the St Louis environs which have saved me from Germanic-American food overload in the past. And I have a soft spot for Steak'n'Shake, but this may be a childhood thing.

        The last time I had to go Out There for a wedding, it transpired that the wedding itself was in MO, but the reception was in AK. On a farm. Or maybe it was a ranch.

        On the way to said reception, we were not far over the border into AK when I saw an adopt-a-highway sign saying "This highway adopted by the Ku Klux Klan." The sign lacked bullet holes.

        So there I was dressed for a church wedding, and not prepared to be in a pasture full of cow patties, mosquitoes, and more smoker grills than Brother-In-Law's. Surrounded by a lot of people from Arkansaw.

        So really, it could be worse.
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