It's supposed to be 97 in LA today. I'm surprised everything doesn't burn into flame. The winds are HOT.
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37 degrees here this morning. Nice and chilly.
Yeah, we're having our first really chilly day today. Low forties. Pretty nice, actually.
I'm surprised everything doesn't burn into flame.
Doesn't like a third of Southern California burn up in wildfires every year?
37 degrees here this morning. Nice and chilly.
But by Halloween, it will be liveable, right?
No lower than 60, and sunny, right?
Right?
I don't know if it's a third, but yesterday definitely felt like a good day for spontaneous combustion. Two fires on the way into work, one at lunch, and then the big one that precipitated my three hour commute home.
You could feel it in the wind. Even before the huge plumes of smoke were taking over the sky, it felt like fire in the wind.
But by Halloween, it will be liveable, right?
No lower than 60, and sunny, right?
HAH!
Hee!!!
(You're so funny....)
37 degrees here this morning. Nice and chilly.
Ooooh. Nice.
It's lovely and clear. I just went out and had a smoke.
97 in L.A.? Jesus Lord.
It's so QUIET with the freshmen gone! It's GREAT.