Friday, July 22, 2011

Hot Enough for Ya?

It's hot.

The East Coast is roasting under what's known as a "heat dome" - a combination of weather factors involving high pressure and hot air that sits on top of a region and bakes it mercilessly.

Of course, the combination of high pressure and hot air is much worse here in Disneyland-on-the-Potomac as Republicans and Democrats face off to try and decide who is the most pigheadedly irresponsible, but it's hot just about everywhere. Our heat index yesterday afternoon was 110. Today, it's going to be 115, and the "excessive heat warning" has already been announced ... it goes from 10 AM to 10 PM.

Yes, it's hot.

How hot is it?

Hot enough to melt a wicked witch.

Hotter than a two-dollar pistol.


It's ... well ... hot, hot, hot ...


It's almost enough to make you nostalgic for last year's snowmaggedon...

Almost. The heat is awful, but at least we don't have to shovel it.

Have a good day. Stay cool, and come back tomorrow for Cartoon Saturday. More thoughts then.

Bilbo

7 comments:

Amanda said...

Its kinda strange to be reading about how hot it is at your place while we've been have some very cool days by Brisbane standards.

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

Peronally I may prefer to shovel.
I have sweaty boobs. I have flat hair from the humidity and heat.
I am melting. It's oh so not pretty right now.

Starr said...

Talk to me about hot after you experience a HABOOB, my friend.

Bilbo said...

Amanda - I keep forgetting that you folks in Australia have your seasons backwards from ours.

Margaret - It could be worse...you could have flat boobs and sweaty hair.

Starr - that would be the dust storm, as opposed to Margaret's "SWEATYBOOB," I suppose.

Mike said...

Go ahead. Dream about snow. I dare ya.

Starr said...

With Haboobs the result is more like sweaty, gritty boobs.

Banister said...

Well I have flat boobs and sweaty hair. As the lowest grunt-wannabe-engineer in this firm, I'm the one "detailed" to go out on the construction sites and do the EPA ground water and soils samples. Sixteen bezillion degrees under my hard hat yesterday. When I got this internship my Dad warned me I'd get all the s**t work nobody else wanted to do. He was right, but it's been totally fun so far.