hey, peoples. it's still hot. now you new englanders understand what i've been bitching about for the past two days. is that why it's so quiet around here? everyone's too exhausted by Apocolypse 2006 to type?
i would understand that, actually.
but hey, you should tell me what you all are doing to beat the heat. or a heat-related horror story. or an incoherent mumbling about humidity levels and the antichrist. anything! because lord knows i can't concentrate enough to do any real work today. so talk to me - it'll help me avoid the urge to kick things and/or poke myself in the eye with a bic pen.
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last night I laid on my couch and died. Then we watched PBS with the sound off. It was awesome.
Having an existential crisis?
Um, no, really, I work in a large university with gonzo insane AC. I think I will stay at the office late tonight. :P
I don't generally blog from work, but I assure you the Toaster will be cooking tonight as I get my weekend off to a wonderfully early start.
So, yeah, I hear it's ridiculously hot out. Not looking forward to leaving my air-conditioned office to head out to my baking car.
I was thinking of staying late at the office today to stay in the a/c here, which is arctic (I am wearing a sweater as I type this), but when I left this morning, my older, fluffier, fat kitty was so hot he was panting. I left the fans going for him and his petite sister cat, but I am feeling so incredibly guilty and worried. We don't have a/c in my apartment, but I'm thinking I might go get a window unit tonight if I can even find one, just to be able to let the cat cool off. It's been hot like this in summers before. Hotter I think, particularly the first couple of years I lived in NYC. But I've never seen him this uncomfortable.
I am a bad cat mommy.
Last night I went to the movies, then came home, planning to soak up the a/c. Imagine my surprise as I came off 495 and noticed that all of the power in Tewksbury was out. It was kind of surreal, how dark and quiet everything was. I figured it wouldn't be a big deal, I was just going to go to bed anyway, but I seem to have forgotten that I live in the woods, and my apartment was darker and quieter than it had ever been. No problem, though, right? I'm just going to bed.
So I get into bed, and lay there, listening to the silence and feeling hot and amazed that I actually can not see my hand in front of my face. This lasts for about an hour, while I move back and forth from bed to the living room couch to see which is more comfortable, and neither is remotely comfortable, because it is hot and why can't they fix the damn power anyway, it's 2006, should this still be happening? Finally, back in bed, thinking this time I might fall asleep, when I hear the magical whur of the a/c starting up, and the kitchen light comes on, and all is once again well with the world.
Part of my own post today:
"Last night, at 10:30 p.m. (P.M., as in the sun had been down for hours!), it was 89 degrees in my apartment. IN my apartment!
I managed not to die by drinking lots of water, stripping down, sitting in my Adirondack chair (the only seat not covered in fabric of some kind), and directing the fan straight at me. However, things went awry when I tried to eat dinner. I balanced the plate of hot rice & chicken with lemon sauce on the arm of the chair. Then, I don't know what I did, but the entire plate of food came crashing down on my hip. The hot rice burned my left hip & my dinner was scattered all over the chair & the floor. Ouch."
hey! people! thanks for chiming in. i just ate some lean cuisine processed chicken for lunch, which yahoo news tells me gives you cancer. or something.
oh well.
thanks for the heat related thoughts. dot, i am worried CatCat too, though she hasn't gotten to the panting stage yet. she just lolls about and looks at us plaintively, as if we're just not working hard enough to resolve this heat situation!
the A/C here at work is pretty decent, but i am loathe to spend one more minute here than required, heatwave or no! so back into the sauna i go at 5:00 pm...
keep the delirious heat-affected thoughts coming, if you've got 'em...
Last night we actually entertained the idea of shaving the cats and dog to make them more comfortable. V is going on a road trip to see Tom Waits in 2 cities and is taking our pooch with him so that the dog can stay in an air conditioned hotel room rather than at our house. Lucky dog...
i have a heat horror story: when i was 17 one summer i thought it would be fun to steal some of my parents wine, put it into a squeeze bottle and drink at the beach while i tanned. 3 hours later i am dry heaving and almost passing out in a public restroom. i turned out fine...but what an idiot! and is there anything worse than the dry-heaves? it's like having bad sex....you keep waiting for this release to come and NOTHING. so no more drinking on the beach for me. drinking AT the beach yes. but not on it.
holy shit sarah, that is funny. i can't imagine drinking wine from a squeeze bottle in ANY capacity, never mind while at the beach!
however, i can imagine drinking carlo rossi jug wine out of one of those calfskin/canteen thingees while camping in the white mountains. because i've done that.
not that you need a defense for drinking while camping, but in my defense, it was really cold!
Erg, I managed heat exhaustion this weekend. I'm running a half marathon in just over a week, so I had to get some street time and a big run in. I started at 6am but it was already 77 degrees then. I tried for 12 miles, but at 10 I was nauseous and my skin was chilled, so I walked a mile back to our starting point and sat in the shade drinking iced gatorade and stretching until I stopped wanting to die. I was covered in salt from the amount I'd sweat. If race day is like this I sure as sugar ain't running. :P What is it about running that makes us this freakin' stupid?!? Run inside in the A/C, moron! :)
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