i have no research to back this up

but i think global warming almost killed me and ambrose. he was taking a nap on the middle of my bed and i was reading- an hour or two later i wake up in what i thought was an oven, a hot house, a green house, the middle of a volcanic gash in the earth- but alas i was in my apartment with all the windows open and the fans at full blast. i checked his chest to make sure he was still breathing because i thought it was possible we both could have passed out from heat stroke. dramatic? sure, but seriously. it's hot. i dizzily made my way over to the ac unit and sprawled my body under it like a dog passed out on a porch on the forth of july. then the idea came into my head that this is what i pictured the future would be like when i was little minus the gold and silver metallic suits (you thought we would be wearing them too in the 2000's- admit it!). the atmosphere is so hot our bodies can't naturally function and therefore we need a machine to cope with the carcinogenic effects. don't worry, despite my political beliefs i am not a fan of al gore and i dont even really understand global warming (and you may think you do but then try reading research from the other guys- we know it's real we just dont know why) so this post is just a rant. i'm burning up (well, i guess that is an inconvenient truth though, ha ha) and i just want to whine about it.