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I heard it was going to cool off some toward the end of the week, but we're 77 now and it isn't even 08:00 yet. Nice breeze from the west (which is from the ocean), but the humidity is 12%. Screwy.
Happy humpeth day Nor Cal. Going to be another hot one here.
I get to help friends prepare their apartment for bed bug spraying tomorrow. Not looking forward to that, but they let their kids help me when I needed it, so I am returning the favor. (Actually, I paid their kids to help me, I am doing this for free).
Man. I think I know what real heat is. I spent a year in Inyo Kern one day. It was 117 in the shade, and I though I was going to die...
One summer between HS classes, it got to be 118 in Lafayette.
The topper for me had to be when I was stationed in China Lake, probably during the summer of 1975: 123. That was during a stretch where it never went below 100 for about ten days; even at 3 or 4 in the morning it would still be 103, 104, 105. You can sleep, but you can't rest in heat like that and the barracks had no A/C. The enlisted were all dragging and sniping at each other; the officers all had A/C and couldn't figure out what was wrong, they thought that maybe a bad batch of drugs had come through.
The local bank outside the gate had a revolving time & temperature sign that malfunctioned. It got stuck displaying 199 degrees. That made the front page of the local paper.
The other experience with oppressive heat was in August of 1989, after we drove below the border for two and a half days. I'd had the truck's radiator redone the day before we left, and the temp needle never budged off of "C" for the whole 3,600 mile trip. After we got back stateside, we went to El Paso, then walked across the border into Ciudad Juarez. It was 122. Spent a couple of hours shopping for some Mexican musical instruments, then returned to the truck.
I think the S.F. bay area is blessed with great weather.
One summer between HS classes, it got to be 118 in Lafayette.
The topper for me had to be when I was stationed in China Lake, probably during the summer of 1975: 123. That was during a stretch where it never went below 100 for about ten days; even at 3 or 4 in the morning it would still be 103, 104, 105. You can sleep, but you can't rest in heat like that and the barracks had no A/C. The enlisted were all dragging and sniping at each other; the officers all had A/C and couldn't figure out what was wrong, they thought that maybe a bad batch of drugs had come through.
Brutal. That's the same place; Inyo Kern, China Lake, or Ridgecrest. Take your pick, except to actually try to live there.
Originally Posted by Thipdar
The local bank outside the gate had a revolving time & temperature sign that malfunctioned. It got stuck displaying 199 degrees. That made the front page of the local paper.
Some programmer's idea of a joke I bet.
Originally Posted by Thipdar
The other experience with oppressive heat was in August of 1989, after we drove below the border for two and a half days. I'd had the truck's radiator redone the day before we left, and the temp needle never budged off of "C" for the whole 3,600 mile trip. After we got back stateside, we went to El Paso, then walked across the border into Ciudad Juarez. It was 122. Spent a couple of hours shopping for some Mexican musical instruments, then returned to the truck.
There ought to be a law against temperatures with 3 digits.
Originally Posted by Thipdar
I think the S.F. bay area is blessed with great weather.
Brutal. That's the same place; Inyo Kern, China Lake, or Ridgecrest. Take your pick, except to actually try to live there.
Yeah, they're, what? Eleven miles apart? Oh, and Inyokern is 140 feet higher in elevation than Ridgecrest is... that helps, y'know.
Originally Posted by GlueGuy
Some programmer's idea of a joke I bet.
Uhmmm... not likely in 1975... maybe in 1985... not enough microcomputers around in 1975, and that application would have not been cost-efficient if they'd used a mini or a mainframe.
Originally Posted by GlueGuy
There ought to be a law against temperatures with 3 digits.
Had to grab a coat this morning, truck barely started, all the diesel I have is like jelly, plants are frosted over, I lost three toes due to frostbite just walking out to get the paper, and there are icicles everywhere.
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