We know, you guys, it's hot. Real hot. Hot enough that UW's weather forecasting site was offline due to a transformer* failure. Under normal conditions, we have nothing but scorn for spoiled, complain-happy Seattleites who start griping when the temperature climbs above 75F, but on this day--THE HOTTEST DAY EVAARRRRRR--by all means, be our guest. You have our complete permission to bitch to your little whiny heart's content about the weather. We've been in an air-conditioned office all day, but trust us, once we head home, we'll be right there, complaining with you.
These past few days have not been pleasant. We've been staying out of the sun, drinking tons of water, wearing as little clothing as possible, and living off of a strict diet of cool summer salads and vinho verde, and still we've been sweating like a hog and sleeping like shit. Tomorrow looks like more of the same. But Friday, it may only be 91F with temps in the upper 80s for the rest of the weekend, and right now, that sounds relatively tolerable.
So take care of yourself, people, and try to keep cool. We will make it through today, we will make it through tomorrow, and then it won't be nearly as bad. We will have survived this trial by fire. Once again, we are the greatest generation. Suck it, Brokaw.
*And not the Revenge of the Fallen variety. Hey-OHHH!**
**That's totally the heat talking.

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