Wednesday, November 22, 2006

I'm Melting. This Is Not A Metaphor, I Think I Really Am MELTING.

I'm sure I felt something slide off during my walk to work this morning, but I'm too afraid to look.

38C (100F) and humid in Sydney today. Where I work, out in the Western suburbs of Sydney it's always at least 3-4 degrees hotter. Let's consider what 40+ and humid feels like for a moment.

That's like taking a pair of still wet underpants, hot from the dryer, and walking around with them over your head.

Updated:

See! Here's proof it's hot.

12 comments:

Mikey (The Lovely Ex) said...

Well, depending on whose underpants they are, I might actualy enjoy that ;). It is dang hot, though. And it's not a dry heat.

The Other Andrew said...

You're dirty. I like that in an ex.

Too hot. Imagine if you will, from the comfort of your lawyer's eyrie in cosmopolitan downtown Sydney, what it's like in the outer Western limits of 'burbia...

Michael said...

I've done the hot, wet underpants on my head thing, only they weren't so much straight from the dryer as they were snatched from my college roommate's laundry basket while he showered after his workout.

I want an eyrie!

So. It's hot then?

Tyson said...

I want to live in Sydney where the beaches are for art.

The Other Andrew said...

Michael, a) you dirty bird b)kindred spirit!

Yes, it's hot.

Tyson, not all year - but yes, public art in Sydney rocks, especially Sculpture By The Sea. I answered a phone survey from my local council last night and when they got to the questions about public art I suprised the lady survey taker with my enthusiasm. YES PLEASE! Public art enhances life in my opinion. I like the pretty.

Laubscher said...

I hate this heat. I hateithateit.

You should take a train in the afternoon rush hour. The train carriages have been set to "bake". :-(

The Other Andrew said...

Trust me Andreas, I KNOW the peak hour train ride hell. My work day involves a total of 2 walks of ten minutes each, 2 walks of 20 minutes each and 4 peak hour train rides. In the heat. With fellow passengers that sometimes don't understand "deodorant".

It's hell. HELL, I TELL YOU.

tracey said...

Here I sit, spoiled rotten in my work-from-home job in my newly-installed air conditioned apartment.

The only indication of the heat is from my Yahoo Widget weather indicator.

I don't envy you!

The Other Andrew said...

OHMYGOD, I don't envy me either! :)

I have glorious, arctic airconditioning blowing directly at me in the office... but in 49 minutes I have to do a 20 minute trudge/stagger/crawl to the train station. I hate my life right now.

Laubscher said...

Them's fighting words Tracey...

Ken said...

Well, boys...it's always something isn't it? We on the other hand here in the middle of Florida are suffering a cold wave. It is barely 60 degrees F here -- that's maybe 16 C degrees for you Eurocentric metricated folks. The locals are wearing huge coats, scarfs and gloves and, I kid you NOT, This morning I saw a woman in the Wal*Mart parking lot with earmuffs on!

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Mikey (The Lovely Ex) said...

Covet not the lawyer's eyrie... We lost power about 4 times yesterday afternoon with the heat and the fires. Of course this meant that the lifts in the buildign failed and I had to walk down 25 flights of stairs to get out, without airconditioning... Happy days. Nevermind, the dinner I cooked for Steve and I last night was a triumph!