It's damn cold in December. Even in Texas. 27 degrees cold. Brutal. Makes me long for those comfortable mid-July days and nights. You know you want it. You crave it. The steam rising off the Trinity. The salty residue caking on your brow. The sting of the sweat as it pours into your eyes.

El Scorcho 08: Numero Dos is coming. July 20, 2008. Midnight.