A Reporter's Life


Still hot

There's no end in sight to the heat wave that is roasting Californians to death -- literally. Somehow, I've managed to stay alive despite having no central air and living upstairs on the side of the building that gets afternoon sun. My window air-conditioning unit only does so much, and only in one room at most.

I'll come back to me in a moment, but I must highlight one insane line in a weather-related story. Power shortage is one of the main worries, and that extends to St. Louis, where 200,000 homes still have no power after days. From the article (toward the bottom) comes this line: "The power company has been running TV commercials asking people to be patient." Um, if people have no power, how are they going to see the TV commercial? I think the company should fire its public relations people and find ones who will consider things like giving out food to the people who lost everything in their refrigerators.

To those of you who say the heat is no big deal, let me give you an idea of how hot it has gotten in my apartment. I take a cool shower that borders on cold. I open the shampoo bottle and dispense hot shampoo into my hand. When I get out, the floor is hot to the touch. My towel is hot. By the time I escape to the carpet in the living room, the shower has proven pointless.

P.S. - I recant the statement in my previous entry about July typically being this hot. Five days later, Mother Nature has whole-heartedly made a blazing (in more ways than one) liar out of me.

Posted by Layla at 7:16 PM, July 24, 2006

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