The heat index was in the triple digits this week and I felt miserable. On Tuesday I was able to escape to Lake Huron with two of my friends and two of my sisters. But Wednesday I had computer work to do. It was too warm and stuffy to concentrate in the house and unbearably hot outside, so I set up a card table and folding chair in the root cellar. To my delight I discovered wireless internet reached the basement. So to the sound of water dripping in the sump pump pit and the smell of onions, I typed, formatted, and edited documents in the coolness of my office.