Die, Summer, Die!

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm about ready to go on a quest into the heart of the dark forest to find a sword embedded in a giant boulder. After I remove the sword from the stone with my force of will and sheer brute strength I will hunt down what remains of this summer and, with mighty excalibur, I will pierce it in the heart.

Why you ask? Heat, chigger bites, allergies and no a/c in my car. In other words, the four horsemen of the apocalypse.