imaguitargod said:
Dog days of summer? Where are these "dogs" from? Hell? It's gotten so hot that I can't sleep past 7AM in my room because it's turned into a broiler room at that point.
Let me guess, no AC? I couldn't believe how my northern friends whined and whined about 90 degree heat, then I started visiting up there. Air conditioned houses are few and far between, most people seem to have a small window unit in the bedroom for the worst nights, but that's about it.
I would right a review, but it's too hot in that room too!!
It's so hot outside that I don't even want to think about gardening.
Currently it's 90 degress with 41% humitity...ugh!
Hey, that's about what we're having, but for us, this is a break from the heat! We hovered around 100 with humidity in the 80's and 90's for most of August. Set all kinds of new heat records, although August is always a misery around here. When the temperature and the humidity are both in the 90's, a few degrees one way or the other don't make much difference.
I'm sure you guys have some hot weather and droughts to complain about too.
We're still in a moderate drought. We've had enough scattered thunderstorms to keep the streams and lakes from getting dangerously low, but there are areas - like my house - where almost no rain has fallen. It rained here twice in August, the hottest August on record. I don't even want to see my water bill for August. We were supposed to have lots of rain this weekend, but so far nothing, not a drop. I had to go ahead and water this morning.
We have, on the other hand, had some spectacular thunder and lighting as a storm skimmed past us. A couple of weeks ago, I noticed it was cloudy and went outside to check if it was actually going to rain. The dogs were with me, and I noticed one of the cats, Fiddler, was asleep in a chair. All of a sudden a huge bolt of lighting arced sideways across the sky, I could literally hear it sizzling overhead. Close on its heels came a deafening boom of thunder. The dogs and I hauled ass for the back door, and we hit it at about the same time. It was like a Three Stooges comedy routine, they couldn't get around me to get through the dog door, and I couldn't get around them to get to the door knob. While we were thrashing around each other, Fid-man scampered quickly through all ten legs and vanished through the dog door.
