I loath July in Utah, August as well. These two months are the most evil of the year. The sun eviscerates you then leaves you in a mummy like state on the blacktop to shrivel into ash and MAYBE blow away. Don't count on it though, a breeze is hard to come by. It burns the clouds from the sky and sucks even the will to live from your soul. There is a reason no one wanted to live here before the Mormons arrived. Sun, salt, and sagebrush; where's the livability in that. Ya, there are worse places, but I'm not living there for a good reason. Utah is bad enough. Not even a spec of moisture. It's evil. I was out just a couple of days ago, a quick run to the grocers. By the time I was back my eyeballs had melted. Like that scene in Raiders of the Lost Arc*. I think I'll start answering the phone "Ninth circle of hell, head demon speaking".
*I would have put an image of this, but it's kind of gross and my Mom reads the bog.
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