The inside of our house has reached 90. Can we call it a sweat lodge now? Knoxville is still under an air quality advisory. I can’t see the inside of my lungs like an episode of House, but we all have bloodshot eyes, I’m wheezy and Noah is having nosebleeds. Makes me wish for an air-tight igloo. Tomorrow’s forecast says it will be 95 and the little thermometer in my Firefox extension bar looks like a flaming torch. I think I’ll be hiding out at the mall playground just for the a/c.