It shouldn't feel like this (in the 70 degrees in full daylight) in August. BUT. If it's going to. I might as well be woken up at 7am on a Saturday to the loudest thunders I'n ever heard!, start boot shopping, sit on my porch for many hours, enjoy the most perfect soccer game weather ever recorded, eat my breakfee outside, open up all these windows, eat a navajo taco for dinner, and just generally have a very rocking day. Right guys, right?