Attic Salt for July 29, 2012  We know hot weather down here  In
Deep South Louisiana, we are born to heat the way North Dakotans
come into the world in temperatures low enough to keep elk
steaks safe.  My friend Loren lives in one of the Dakotas. He
moves back and forth.  One winter, when Loren was living in
South Dakota, the temperature in his bedroom was lower than the
temperature in my driveway.  The air in Loren’s garage will
freeze your hair, but Loren cannot understand how I can live in
Baton Rouge, a place my friend finds lovely, green and
uninhabitable in the summer.  We in Guatemala North are sorry to
see people sweltering in the East. We know, well, what it’s like
to go weeks without electricity which in south Louisiana means
the cessation of the life blood of air condition-ing.  At least
down here the AC hums along despite the oppressive heat,
crashing thunderstorms and falling live oak limbs. That’s on a
normal afternoon in July when the skies darken and the rain
clouds open at 3:13 p.m.  Hurrican