Besides a quick jaunt to Coney Island on Friday morning before the heat really took hold I essentially locked myself in the high tower of my air conditioned bedroom this weekend, a prisoner of these unlivable summer conditions. This season is my hell... but on the other hand I also lived the good side of these months as well, vicariously anyway through Miguel Angel Silvestre's Instagram account, where he romped about in ever skimpier things to my cooped up ass's utter delight. So it's not entirely a loss. It's like living, in a way! Happy Monday, everybody.