And one more tonight! But it's indoor.
Hey, come on. We just gave you 1201 comments. We're tired. What do you want from us?
There is no problem with playing soccer in the Texas heat that can't be solved by not playing soccer in the Texas heat.
Weather check! 76, sunny, breezy. Perfect day for soccer, but I know enough not to ruin it by playing soccer.
We just gave you 1201 comments. We're tired. What do you want from us?
I am extremely tickled by the endurance of everyone who contributed to that thread. I'm just providing another thread as an expression of my gratitude.
Sometimes playing in the Texas heat really makes you feel like you're going to keel over.
Well, one, that would be the heat exhaustion kicking in at which point it is good to cease playing and two, it's worse hauling crap around on a concrete slab. I feel your vomit, baby!
Amazingly, people complain about the heat in Virginia. It's too pathetic to laugh at.
We just gave you 1201 comments. We're tired. What do you want from us?
ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE PERCENT IN ONE HUNDRED DEGREE HEAT!
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['W-lfs-n would undoubtably volunteer 'eight inches'.']
In expression of my own gratitude, I've just mailed you nice carp.
Oh good, I will feed it to my cats.
it's beautiful here, but I am mired in self-loathing because I slept until 2 pm.
9: The grateful thread at times found it hard to stay focused on task.
The grateful thread gets by with a little help from its friends.
10: And now I'm mired in envy. (Although we just had a nice rain after a hot (for here) dry week.)
You're mired in envy? I'm wasting my entire summer!
Hey, they played the "Heebie-Geebies" song on the radio last night! Not the version you put up, but another one with the Modernaires.
Also, last night's show was baby-themed, in honor of Official Rhythm Sweet & Hot* Baby Kai Oliver!
I realized after it was over that a heads-up would have been appropriate. Ned listens sometimes, and besides, it's streamed over the intertubes.
* Warning: dorky photo at link
10 also makes me envious, but not for weather-related reasons (actually, last night was the first night of good sleep - 11:00 to 6:30 with just one feeding in the middle!).
I am extremely tickled by the endurance of everyone who contributed to that thread. I'm just providing another thread as an expression of my gratitude.
O criminy, but the unfoggedtariat has a life of its own, and threads that endure do so in the face of the commenters' inability to start afresh of their own volition.
But 1000+ comment thread, woo.
Parsi did request a new thread on a specific topic relating to female concerns or something of that kind, if I'm not mistaken.
Not female concerns, John, but on the narrowing of our interests as a society. Just to be clear and it seems a bit querulous at this point.
I got a little nauseous the other day while running about and it was sort of exciting. It's working, I thought, bulimically!
But are those not female concerns? I knew it was something or another.
10: We just spent a week with my in-laws on the Cape. And my f-i-l has a New England puritan thing going on. He thinks that waking up early is a sign of virtue and sleeping in a clear symbol of sloth. He is wrong. But he did make me feel guilty the day I slept later than he did.
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What lunatic would name a tropical storm Fausto? I mean other than a headline writer.
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I think post is about Austin, which along with two other cities, is on my Yahoo fromt page. Delving in a little, I see that Austin is a little less humid than Dallas, but close enough. We get the same huge inversion that eliminates weather for four months.
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This is the time of year, July, that most everybody stops watering. Just ain't much point.
22: I experience this when I see my mom in New Hampshire. She asks when she should call to me to wake (upstairs): "Eight or nine?" I say, preferring no call at all, since I'm on vacation.
"Okay, I'll call you at eight."
But in her area, on a lake, she's actually right, and I should get up early, as it's breathtakingly gorgeous there in the morning.
He thinks that waking up early is a sign of virtue and sleeping in a clear symbol of sloth. He is wrong.
He is perfectly correct. However, we must investigate the value of virtue.
However, we must investigate the value of virtue.
I fear you are correct. How I fear it.
I got up at 4:45 this morning, motherfuckers.
28: You have to get up pretty early in the morning to beat Woebegon's town drunk.
28: And immediately set about scaring the children with rants about "the end of the democratic, egalitarian, equal-opportunity experiment".
Drunkenness is normal in Wobegon. There's an important town drunk demographic, of which I am not the leader. Recently we had a benefit dinner to buy one of ours a new liver.
Everybody should be indoors watching Dark Knight.
32: I haven't heard anything about it. Who's in it?
It was about 75-80 here today. I went for about a bike ride around noon and then spent most of the afternoon refinishing my deck.
It's like 85 and humid here, and we don't have AC. Not as bad as yesterday, but still. Our apartment sucks all of the heat of the lower floors and deposits it in front of my computer, which spews heat of its own. And now I must wonder what I can do to attain the title of Town Drunk. It's not like I don't have competition.
It's like 85 and humid here, and we don't have AC.
I am super, super in love with our new Vornado fan. We point it directly at the bed and it makes an enormous difference in comfort level. We need to get a couple more for different rooms, and also perhaps to get nifty currents going.
Weather check! 76, sunny, breezy.
Outside thermometer read 110 at about 2pm. The thermometer is in the shade. Good thing I like it warm. Still, outside work ceased in favor of inside work.
36: (pardon, I am once again using my less useful keyboard) if you arrange your fans in a circle, angled inwards and a smidge down, you may produce wondrous whirling columns of flame, should you also have a flame-spewing device. I hope I'm making sense, here. "Arrange he fans in a circle and hen ignie your flamehrower in he middle and you can make fire vorices" seems less comprehensible, somehow.
John I sincerely hope my journey upon absence's burning sands finds your approval. For you and yours my brow is drenched.
Costco sells Vornadoes for a fair price (and pays its employees a living wage). But they don't stock flamethrowers. At least not usually.
41: an infernal device such as we've discussed could be fairly easily assembled from pieces procured individually from said vendor, however.
36: Thanks for this. I may follow up on this, for suffering, I am. Upper 90s here, and I'll take a cool shower before bed.
45: Oh, man. It's funny-looking! But I love anything that'll help. Thanks!
We canceled ball on Friday because the extreme heat and humidity nearly ended in blows thrown by both teams. We get pissy when we're dehydrated.
Tonight Bave and I counteracted the heat counterintuitively by going to the Russian Baths, where we sat in a 200-degree oven and then in a 180-degree steam room, alternating with the icy plunge pool, of course. When we walked outside, we were like, "OMG, this isn't bad at ALL. This is NOTHING. We are not complaining about the heat anymore." At least, for a day or two we won't complain. It was a brutal sweat, though.
Ceiling fans and whole house fans, my friends. And, in a pinch, a cold bath for at least 20 min., before bed. By the time your body temp recovers, you're asleep.
That said, the storm that JP mentioned above has made for an absolutely delicious evening. And another big, peach-colored moon.
45: We have many (five? six?) of those scattered at intervals throughout our house. We also have ceiling fans in nearly every room, though I find those more useful in winter than summer. Regardless, our house is among the best circulated you'll find. We're very proud.
we sat in a 200-degree oven and then in a 180-degree steam room
Assuming you remain unboiled (and possibly zombified, per your ongoing presence), disbelief confounds me. Human life and such overwarmed environs overlap poorly.
Regardless, our house is among the best circulated you'll find. We're very proud.
This is so cute. I'm envious. I do not own my home, and so feel dubious about installing ceiling fans. You know.
Okay, cold shower, bed. Freeze brain.
Excellent air temp in Santa Monica this moring, it's a little hot in DC still tonight. I'm afraid to go upstairs (where I haven't yet replaced the a/c.)
51: Pshaw. It takes a long time to bake a chicken, doesn't it? In the steam room, which was uncommonly hot today, one can feel a little like a dumpling in a bamboo basket, but the brain remains mostly unboiled.
OT: Why did no one tell me about VLC video player? Since I switched to a Mac, I hadn't been able to watch my enormous collection of 70's gay porn (and other rad stuff) in avi format. Yay VLC! Yay 70's gay porn!
54: 140 I could buy. 200 is near boiling; immersing one's hand in H20 in said degree range produces injury rapidly.
There was this drunken couple who fell asleep in an 180 degree hot tub. In the morning they were stick-a-fork-in-them done.
I hate to gang up -- and so probably shouldn't -- but I'm with Jetpack. Heat that hot kills you mighty quick. Unless, I suppose, you dipped yourself in the cold pool first, went into the heat for mere moments, and then dove back into the giant glass of ice water.
56: Careful control of temp v. humidity is key. Plus, in the super-hot rooms, one usually applies a cold wet towel to the noggin. Love your new commenting style, BTW.
Steam rooms and dry heat are different than water of the same temperature, because of heat capacity I think.
I didn't see John's comment when I posted mine and now doubly regret the impression of ganging up. I have switched sides! AWB is right. Sitting next to her in the sauna were thrown pots. And in the steam room was a chicken soon to be served to an elderly Jew.
I am very much not dead, though. And while the room isn't always that hot, it's usually above 190. It's a big rock oven, FFS. Getting drunk and staying there all night would be death-inducing, but a solid 15 minutes, with a few splashes of cold water on the neck, does a body a world of good.
Overnight and the meat just fell off the bones. Mmmmmm.
Seems like a curious anomaly of human physiology; such are legion, I suppose.
I am very much not dead
And of this we are all very glad. Try to keep it that way.
65: See, all the wine in them contributed to the rich flavor of the Elderly Stew.
Heebie has no appreciation of haute cuisine.
the rich flavor of the Elderly Stew
Bob's arrival in 10, 9, 8...
Huh, that's just weird. I hope he's okay.
Dude, AWB lying she a zombie.
Wine breaks down the sinews, leading to a more flavorful broth.
These were not old people. These were thirtysomething professionals drunk on the finest of wines. And not joggers, either, which would have made them stringy.
70,71:Miss me? Aww I'm around. Listening to Innocence Mission and John Gorka, reading about Medieval Jewry. Karaites & Ha-Levi and such.
Back when I was younger than nearly all of you, I helped a friend convert a chicken coop into a sauna. That thing could run at 170-180, and people would be in for quite a while. Especially when the outside air temp was in the 20s or below. He had a yellow bug light just outside, so when one stepped out, golden steam would billow forth from one's surface.
Better, hotter, fatter, buttery: thus the return to both the iTelephone unt* tha' "T".
* so what if it isn't a word?
I'm sure that the chicken coop tang made it a memorable sauna.
76: Congraulaions.
[A memorial to what was.]
Henceforth, I will (try to remember to) say "you smell like boiled chickenshit" to anybody who seems far happier than they should with their situation.
77 -- Nope. Cedar throughout the interior. So there was that and the sweet smell of impaired young women from Minnesota looking for an adventure.
Ceiling fans and whole house fans, my friends.
You doofus. Obviously it's easy for people who can do what they like to their own homes to make them well ventilated!
I, like Ari, find that ceiling fans don't help that much in the summer. When I own my own house, though, I will certainly have a whole-house fan.
78: what will be again, Ari. Worry not, I have yet to fix my computer.
the sweet smell of impaired young women from Minnesota looking for an adventure
You should market this as an incense or scented candle.
81: I just noted elsethread that we also have a whole-house fan. It's a life-changing technology. Stand mixers beware!
I helped a friend convert a chicken coop into a sauna.
I have a great picture of a friend in the cold stream just outside a woodsy sauna. I'll put it up in the flickr group later, but I'm off now.
These days it's in the high 90s every day with occasional thunderstorms, down from June's drier and hotter days. The high won't reliably dip below 90 during the day till the end of September. Central air and solar panels make things bearable and affordable.
I'm usually up at 5am or so, but this is not reflected in my productivity.
55: Why did no one tell me about VLC video player?
Because you never asked, AFAIK. Another solution is to use a quicktime plugin; I use Flip4Mac, but this site recommends using Perian in addition (Flip4Mac plays WMVs and Perian does not). I prefer to watch my 70s gay porn in this manner because it allows the AVIs to play in the Quicktime browser plugin, thus obviating the need to launch a separate application.
I use Flip4Mac, but it doesn't seem to solve my AVI problem.
And, sadly, one of the particular things I was looking for in my collection of heretofore-unwatchable avi files on CDs is on a disk that is somehow damaged and can't be read. WHY, LORD?
WHY, LORD?
The Lord does not want you watching gay porn, young Bear. Or cavorting with John Emerson.
But it was a gay porn I wanted to share! It wasn't for myself, Lord. It was for others.
The good news is, I can now also watch The Lost Room miniseries, as well as every episode of Arrested Development and Pink Narcissus.
The Lord approves of Arrested Development. He is less certain of the rectitude of Pink Narcissus. The Lord wishes to know if The Lost Room has that cute, brooding boy from Six Feet Under. No, not the gay one, the other one. Assuming the answer is yes, the Lord is okay with The Lost Room as well. Truth be told, the Lord could use a new DVD player.
Really, though, keep clear of John Emerson. His family is bad business.
The Lord should really, really rent The Lost Room ASAP, because it is incredibly rad. If it is unrentable, His humble bear will make a CD and send it to him, because, aside from constituting the final piece of evidence that Peter Krause is totally fucking cute, it's probably the best-plotted TV miniseries ever.
If the Lord is pleased, could he do something about Mr. Krause's work schedule so he can film an ongoing series of TLR? There would, naturally, be favors for the Lord done by His humble bear.
The Lord will consider your supplications, dear child. Rest easy.
What damnable form of sock puppetry is this? Cotton Mather would never claim that the Lord disapproves of gay porn. Increase, perhaps, but never Cotton, who surely knew better. For shame!
There was this drunken couple who fell asleep in an 180 degree hot tub.
Alcohol and hot tubs are a bad combination which can lead to hyperthermia, unconsciousness and death, or even worse, hooking up with this guy.
97: But Jesus, we followed that guy's advice and totally scored.
When will writers of counterfactual history address the question "What if the Puritans had had hot tubs?" Apart from "They'd likely have had more skin infections," the possibilities are intriguing.
And what if Kobe had been a Puritan minister? What if?
Why did no one tell me about VLC video player?
Hey, would this (or flip4mac) make it possible for me to watch netflix downloads on my mac? That would be so great, because the itunes catalogue is awful.
101: you should be able to watch anything, yes.
Back to playing in the heat - last Tuesday my girl's fast-pitch softball team played an away game in the most extreme conditions I've seen after years of coaching.
The field was in a valley and there was not a breath of breeze, ever. The temp and humidity were high, and the field was not sand but white dust that seemed to be crushed cement which gave an excellent bounce to the ball but had been baking all day and was radiating infra-red as well as sunlight back up. The temp on the surface of the field was probably 120 or so. F, of course.
I've survived two-a-day football practices in Illinois in August and I know heat but this was extra heat, no air, and very humid.
To top it off the only shade was on the home-team side and the visitor's dugout faced the setting sun. The awning over the visitor's dugout was slanted in such a way it angled exactly with the setting sun and provided only a single line of shade - behind the dugout.
In addition the home team frigging cheered sing-song cheers during the game which is pretty unheard of and made me want to recite some of the jingles I learned in my frat and are totally inappropriate for kids. I thought them, I didn't say them.
We told our kids they would have a story to tell their kids, which they will, and they all lived through it with no problems except some red faces. I think they all learned that one feels the hottest right before one starts to sweat and sweating is a good thing because it brings some relief.
Obviously we had plenty of water and it does make a nice story now that it is over.
Who is this Kobe guy you people are always taking about? Is he an anime character?
56: 200-degree air isn't damaging the way 200-degree water is. Humidity is a factor; when the Russian room isn't hot enough, someone throws a bucket of water into the furnace and five minutes later the room definitely feels hot enough. There's obviously some kind of physics going on here that someone else can explain.
There's obviously some kind of physics going on here that someone else can explain
when the air is very still, and it's hot and humid
if you whistle gently, there will be light wind
my mom told me the trick and she grew up in the Gobi desert, sure, it's a windy place, but i tried many times and elsewhere, and really, whistling seems to call the wind
now, i'd like to repeat BD's request, if there are any physicists around
103: But, but, did your team win?
105: A lot of this has to do with the latent heat of vaporization contained in the steam.
If the water vapor condenses back to a liquid or solid phase onto a surface, the latent energy absorbed during evaporation is released as sensible heat onto the surface. The large value of the enthalpy of condensation of water vapor is the reason that steam is a far more effective heating medium than boiling water, and is more hazardous.
In fact you need more energy to boil water that is at 100 degrees C than to warm it up from room temperature. Now in your case it is not hot water versus stream, but drier versus moister air, but it is that large heat content in the steam/water vapor that makes the difference. This is the same thing that makes heat and humidity at more typical tempatures feel so much worse than dry heat.
Is humid cold worse than dry cold for the same reason that humid hot is worse than dry hot? Humid cold stings really bad.
111: But don't discount the pain of severe chapping, heebie.
Vaseline is your friend, you self-referential chapster.
110: I say yes. A typical winter day here sucks way more than a typical winter day in VT, and it rarely gets below freezing here. Substitute MN for VT, and I think Emerson will back me up on this.
111: Says the king of comment numbers.
Straight humid cold no. And there is actually not nearly as much difference between humid and dry cold as ther eis between humid and dry heat since the water vapor carrying capacity of cold air is much reduced (air on a hot summer day can hold almost 10x the amount of water that air at freezing can). However, most of the time when you have "humid cold" you have some manner of actual wetness, which is indeed very bad because you keep giving up all that heat of vaporization as the water (even small amounts) evaporates off of you or your clothing.
You know that old line about how the coldest winter I ever lived through was summer in Ireland? I was in Ireland for a winter once, and man, it felt incredibly cold, even though it never went below freezing. The damp cold is awful.
you keep giving up all that heat of vaporization as the water (even small amounts) evaporates off of you or your clothing.
Why wouldn't this happen with a dry heat?
Oh, I bet you mean water from the air, not water from your person.
In a damp cold your clothes are never dry.
A very dry below-zero (F) cold tends to give people dry coughs, so you simmer water all day at home.
117: Yes.
And in the dry heat giving up the heat of vaporization is good, it cools you. When it's cold it cools you as well, not good.
103: But, but, did your team win?
Everyone asks that. I blame our patriarchy.
Let's just say our team is full of learning opportunities. Also, at the 11-12 year old age pitching is required and good pitching is very rare. We have no good pitchers.
There are rules in place involving 6 runs an inning and 3 runs stealing home on wild pitches but even so. Well. We are blessed with a wealth of learning opportunities and also blessed with the opportunity to teach persistence.
Regarding air and heat - yes, damp cold air cools more than dry cold air for a similar reason that cold water cools more than cold air.
On the hot end things are complicated by humans using water evaporation to cool themselves but I know from a hot computer standpoint hot humid air is better at removing heat than hot dry air is. They call that 'classical' testing here at Globalcorp.
And my experience in southern England told me the damp cold was exceptionally chilly.
117,118,119: Actually your own sweat works against you in the cold as well. You exert and you sweat, which is fine as long as you can keep up the exertion. But when you stop, there you are with a bunch of wetness on body and clothes. Problem.
Me backpacking in the Canadian Rockies illustrated this well. Half-naked up to the pass, then towel down and quick change into dry clothes and quick consumption of carbohydrate substances.
120: There is a small effect in damp cold of more effective heat transfer, but wind effects are of a much greater magnitude.
At the end of the season, Tripp's team will have more character than any other team in the league.
Emerson! Carp!
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so, nobody can explain whistling and wind? pity
well, next time you are in hot and humid environment, try it, i promise wind :)
At the end of the season, Tripp's team will have more character than any other team in the league.
Yeah, pretty much true. Patience - persistence - determination. Baseball/softball seem to be good at teaching those. One of these years I'd like to have a team with an ace or two and kinda coast along, pretending that the success was all because of my outstanding coaching. But I know better. Most of us are not stars, and most of us need to do the best we can with what we have.
127: most concise "This, I Believe" ever.
Speaking for Minnesota, and maybe I'm crazy, but I'd rather be dealing with a wet cold--when the air gets cold enough that no moisture will stay in it, it is fuck cold.
You're just wrong, Chopper. Jesus was right about Oregon.
Chopper,
In my experience eff cold burns. England cold chills to the bone.
121:When I lived up at Emerson's longitude, I bought a great down jacket, which I still have in Dallas after 25+ years. I used to walk a couple miles to work every day, often subzero to minus high teens. I guess I needed it, but I was never comfortable. Too hot.
Really wondered what conditions it was designed for. Maybe I was wearing too much under the jacket.