Intemperate temperatures – hot, hot, hot
July 22nd, 2006 by Bill
It absolutely amazes me that I should complain about it being too hot but … it’s too damn hot!
Is this the price of living past the age of 20? You suddenly finding yourself whining about those things you use to love?
It’s not so much the heat that bothers me, though. Granted, it sucks you dry of the will to live – or at least the will to get off your ass and do something, anything, even moderately productive – but if you’re like me, it also plays havoc with your innards.
It’s rather like my metabolism is in a crystal meth frenzy. Or, put in Internet terms, it’s on a high, high, high speed connection.
Bizarrely, contradictorily, at the same time I seem to sleep about twice as much as normal.
The same thing happened about two weeks ago when the weather did the same thing – temperatures soaring skyward as if hitching a ride on a Saturn V rocket. The most disagreeable thing is my stomach feels as if it’s filled with razor blades.
And the most dismaying thing about this is I use to love days like this. I would sit out side dressed in clothes I would normally not be seen dead in – silly hat, shorts, maybe a shirt (no shoes!) – reading and drinking beer. And more beer. And more.
Right now, the idea of drinking beer has the appeal of an enema.
Well, I’ve taken the next two weeks off. I’ve no idea what I’ll be doing with them. But one thing I will do is see a doctor and ask him or her, “What the fuck?”
Who knows? Maybe it has nothing to do with the heat. Maybe I’ve got some virus or whatever and, for unknown reasons, it’s triggered by heat. Or, possibly, a chicken caesar salad is the bastard responsible for this ignominious cause célèbre. Both times this has happened was after eating one of those, from the same place. Hmm …?
Interestingly, and appropriately, as I type this B.B. King is on the iPod doing, “The Thrill Is Gone.”
You said it, B.B. You said it.
(Yes, this isn’t the most compelling thing to blog about but it’s the thing most occupying my thoughts today, so I done blogged it.)
Subsequent Note: The temperatures I am speaking of are the 30 to 40 degree range (Celsius scale). This would be the high 90s (Fahrenheit scale). (Well, unless your in Kamloops, in B.C., where they’re looking at somewhere around 105).
Now this may seem like nothing to some of you who live in places like Nevada. But this is western Canada, for heaven’s sake! It’s just fundamentally not right. Damn you buggers and your SUVs and climate change!
(Pictures: 1: the hot day arrives, 2: Gonzo dismayed by the warmth, 3: a puzzled me looking to the sky for answers.)
I’m with you. I just got back from Cali and it is almost as warm up here. Stay cool and drink plenty of liquids!
Bill, it was 106 in my world this week. Today it’s a mild 88 and it feels like autumn compared to how hot it’s been.
And I’ll assist you in damning those SUVs.
Global warming!
Well, at least I feel normal - sort of - today. Between the heat and my neighbours, I got no sleep last night. Yesterday’s high was 35.1 Celsius. The average is 23. In Fahrenheit, that’s a high of 95.2 for a place that’s normally 73.
I guess the point is, while there are hotter places, I just ain’t use to this! (It’s been 20 years since in lived in a place that had temperatures like this.)
it is in the 90s here in Seattle too and it is killing me. i wilt in the heat. i’m no good to anyone. my appetite dies. and the mere thought of booze sends it spinning.
i hope you feel better. better yet, i hope your two weeks off are awesome!