The Usual Complaint

I've been unable to make many comments recently because of the heat. If I didn't have to turn off the air conditioner early, so everybody else can sleep, I could keep Sluggo working long enough to do a bit more. It feels as though we've had an entire summer's worth of heat already, and July isn't even over. I'm dreading August. If I were religiously inclined, I'd think that this weather was divine retribution. Being a scientist, I'd say that it's the result of the excessive consumption of bean burritos and ramen noodles. This is only a hypothesis, of course. The theory is yet to be developed. We must also take into consideration the consumption of "milk" shakes by the customers of various fast "food" establishments. These might well be contributing to the problem, too. Whatever product might be the primary cause, I'd be pleased if everyone using it would simply knock it the hell off! Your flatulence-induced heat is making me irritable. Believe me, you don't want to see me angry.

The weather does have one saving grace, though. It is producing an abundance of cirrus clouds, which make for splendid displays of color at both sunset and sunrise. At the moment, the sky has a great deal of pink in it. Still, it would be nice if the clouds would grow a bit more aggressive. Los Angeles and San Francisco have both enjoyed thunderstorms in recent days, but we have had none. If I'm going to be stuck with monsoon temperatures, I'd like a bit of monsoon rain with it, thanks. Have I mentioned that I'll be glad when this summer is over? Yes? It bears repeating. Get me out of here!

Burning Dollars to Make the Air Cold.

I've decided to stop fighting with the heat and go tropical, so I dug out my Machito CD and I'm listening to Mambo. I'm also being grateful that I don't live in Redding. It was 116^oF in Redding yesterday. I don't think it went over 105^oF here. Yup, that's why they call it Paradise. With a capital :-P

This evening, there was a thin white cloud partly obscured by a lower patch of small, gray clouds, which made it look as though that part of the sky was tabby-striped. You don't see that very often. I'd say that this evening is also less hideous than the last few evenings have been. It's almost cool enough to be called warm rather than hot, and it's only a bit after nine o'clock. By midnight, it might even be comfortable out there.

Also, I believe that my consumption of iced tea has become so great that I now qualify as an addict. Does Betty Ford have a program for that?