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Although I may be risking exposing my Yankee roots, I can't help but notice how uncomfortably hot it has gotten of late.

Like Ninth Circle of Hell hot. Like surface of the sun hot. Like going outside is now the equivalent of swimming in a hot bowl of pea soup hot. Like...

Okay, okay, you get it. It's friggin' hot. And humid. And summer has just started (insert hopeless sobs here).

In fact, I'm afraid by August, this Yankee girl may be curled up in the fetal position and sucking her thumb at the thought of possibly having to go outside.

And although I fully realize most South Texans are much hardier than I am (true story, once I had a native Victorian tell me "What do you mean it's hot? It can't be more than 110 degrees.") I know the heat tends to get to them from time to time too.

With that in mind, I am writing a story about how to survive the upcoming summer heat and I am looking for anyone in the area who has a good story to tell about South Texas summers. Especially if you happen to work in one of those industries that is primarily outside or have an outside hobby.

So if you've ever suffered from heat exhaustion, had your air conditioning go out in August, ended up looking like a lobster after a day at the beach, or any other story you wish to share, contact me at abrandon@vicad.com or give me a call at 361-580-6514.

Until then, try to stay cool, comrades.