The thing that always gets me is thinking about the 1800s, especially in the south. All those layers of clothes, and no fans. It's amazing that people didn't die of heat stroke left and right.

If I had to wear more than the tank top and shorts I'm currently wearing, I think I would literally pass out. (No A/C here, for those playing along at home.)

The upside to living in a dark, tree-shrouded apartment, is that if I shut the blinds I can leave the AC off all day and it'll still be fairly livable when I get home. By "livable" I mean mid-80s, but given that it's expected to get up to the mid-90s around here today, that's still pretty good.

Fall is my favorite season, but I like having other seasons too. Usually about the time I get sick of a season it's over anyway. When I lived in San Francisco, the lack of distinct seasons was freaky to me....

I managed to avoid being ded from cute by, umm, having a sleeping baby next to me last night, and no headphones. Y'all are just reminding me that I need to be slayed by the Sphere!

The thing that always gets me is thinking about the 1800s, especially in the south. All those layers of clothes, and no fans. It's amazing that people didn't die of heat stroke left and right.

"Macomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning; ladies bathed before noon, after their 3 o'clock naps, and by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum."

It was as hot as a bitch in Jamaica. Didn't bother me except when we were dressing for the wedding. It was already a feat to not sweat on the silk, and then we lost power, ergo lost fans.

I was yelling at my father to get the AC pumping in the car before I even got there. He was dressed in some traditional African (not sure which country) fancy clothes, so was in loose white cotton. And completely unsympathetic to the womenfolk.

It was as hot as LA, which wasn't right. But at least the people who still lived there were complaining. And the hot didn't matter so much when I was chilling on the beach. Under an umbrella, though.

Happy birthday juliana! And a belated felicitation to the PMMDH.

It was already a feat to not sweat on the silk, and then we lost power, ergo lost fans.

yes, this happened to me on Saturday. Not the silk part, though. Was drying off after a shower when the power just went out. WTF? no rhyme nor reason. luckily, I was getting ready to leave anyway.

Was drying off after a shower when the power just went out. WTF?

The ghost of Ken Lay is haunting Vortex! Run!!!!

I just went outside - it's bad, especially in direct sunlight. However, I think I'm done bitching about the hot given that other parts of the country have been getting this weather since May, and we're supposed to be clear of this by Tuesday night.

Happy Birthday Juliana!

I was getting ready to leave anyway.

I ended up standing in the doorway to the apartment, since with it open there was a wonderful breeze. Got yelled at for letting mosquitoes in, but I have my priorities.