Monday, June 18, 2007

Hundred dollars? Good. Hundred DEGREES? Very, very bad.

On my way home yesterday, as I was driving through Coldwater, Mich, I saw that one of the bank thermometers said it was 100 degrees.
It's always cooler out where Lee and Morgen live, because they're closer to Lake Michigan. Even though they're not right on the lake, they're close enough to benefit from whatever meteorological difference that makes.
The closer I got to home yesterday, the hotter the thermometers got. When I saw the hundred degree one, I just about cried.... because I knew it would be even hotter indoors.
This is just way too hot for me.
Can't someone put me in suspended animation until October?
If animals can hibernate in the winter, can't I hibernate in the summer?
Just pump me full of some temporary coma-inducing drug and toss me in a meat locker somewhere.
Please make sure I'll be able to breathe.
Or maybe I can do a time-share with some grizzly bear out there. We can go halfsies on a nice cave somewhere. I'll hibernate there in the summer, and he can do the same in the winter! And hopefully we can work out some sort of arrangement where he agrees not to eat me.
I'm still working out the details.
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4 comments:

Morgen said...

Toss me in a meat locker somewhere.
What a great line.
I'm amazed that your broasted brain could come up with that one!

Desert Songbird said...

You know, when it's above 100 degrees, it's hot, regardless of where you live. But I will say this - our heat has a humidity level of only 7%, while I'm sure yours is probably 7 times that. Ick.

We don't really get a chance to sweat here. It's so arid that the perspiration evaporates almost immediately. Of course, then you have to worry about dehydration...

Mr. Fabulous said...

I could come up and fan you with palm fronds...

Janna said...

Morgen: Marinated, breaded, and deep-fried is more like it. Though I hear broasted can be good too.

Desert Songbird: Yes, the humidity is awful. According to www.weather.com, our humidity is currently 53%. (So it's MORE than seven times what yours is! Ick!)

Mr. Fab: Hey, that would be great!