posted by Daniel Nebraskans love talking about the weather. Hot, cold, rainy, sunny, blizzardy, tornado-y–it doesn't matter, we have to talk about it.
Except for this day. Not one word.
And it was hot. And humid. Not just normal summer hot, but crazy-hot. Cut-air-with-a-machete, bring-an-extra-shirt, super-sizzle-sweat-city-hot...you get the idea. Everyone knew it, but no one cared. They danced, they sang, they marched around the barn. Everyone had a blast, including us.