Flying through Melbotisland

The League of Melbotis lives in AZ.

I flew through Phoenix’s Sky Harbor about 1:30 p.m. the other Friday.

Damn, it is HOT there. I do mean HOT. Sitting in a tin can on the tarmac while waiting to hit the jetway was an exercise in pretending to be a baked potato.

How is it that he can live there?

He is a super hero. No wonder he has no fear challenging Pepsi’s holiday dreck and Burger King’s latest monsterfood.