Hot. Damn hot.
It was 106 degrees here today in Portland. It's supposed to get to 108 tomorrow. I spent today indoors at Rael's office, with a few quick brief trips to Powell's and the 7-11 during which time I lost approximately 200 pounds of body fluids through evaporation, osmosis, and theft by tiny elves. I will spend tomorrow inside Rael's basement, playing Uno with his kids and doing a day-long impersonation of JD Salinger by not going outside, not sending mail, and ignoring the telephone. Sunday I will move to the OSCON hotel and prepare for the coming week of craziness, when I'll get little sleep, running around like a madman, but at least I won't have to be outside in his smothering sweatening hobo-baking granny-killing blood-boiling nightmare inferno of swelt.
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Holy moly that's hot! It was around 98 yesterday (or maybe 90 but felt like 98?) with one million percent humidity. Yuck.
See that almost makes me glad not to be at OSCON. It's pushing 30 here (or mid-80s in the obscure old measurement system that you seem to prefer) and that's enough to make me want to spend all day lying down in a darkened room.
Hopefully it will all be a bit cooler in Brussels.
Dave,
In that week it was ~44c in some parts of Los Angeles (the parts farther away from the ocean).
:-)
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