Saturday, July 23, 2011

Heat Wave

It's 100 degrees in Brooklyn right now, but it feels like 104. This isn't me being dramatic; says it feels like 104. Yesterday when I checked it was 104, felt like 113. That wasn't even the high, that was solidly in the late afternoon. In other words, my wish for some sweltering weather has been answered, about four months late. Thanks, February.

Not that I'm complaining. While it may be about 10 degrees above my ideal comfort zone, most of the winter was a good 50 degrees under it. So while everyone else swans around moaning, I'm keeping my bitching mainly internal. I don't want to tempt the weather gods! Warm is good, thank you, you can keep the freezing sleet. I'll even sacrifice something (a beetle maybe, they've been hanging around my apartment) in honor of that sentiment.

The cats might appreciate a cool breeze though. They've been in kitty comas in front of my only fan for the past few days.

In other news, my basil has been taken over by this little brown bugs that are eating it up. Any suggestions? I want to still be able to eat it myself, so commercial spray is out.

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