Yesterday: it was disgusting. Like, a million degrees. And it was a Sunday. So why were people outside? We went out and asked some guys.
Last Friday, otherwise known as the day the sun bludgeoned us all to a weak, cranky pulp, I decided to take the City’s advice and check out those places that TV people yammer on about when temps reach the 4 jillion-degree mark: a cooling center.
I wasn’t sure what I’d find. Would we all be sequestered in an air-conditioned room to play board games? (If so, would there be Boggle?) Would it be like the cafeteria in middle school where I’d have to immediately figure out which clique to sit with, so I wouldn't get stuck hanging with the duds all day? Would there be footbaths and kiddie [...]
"Last month, the global average temperature climbed to the second highest for May on record since 1880, according to U.S. National Oceanographic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) records…. The global May record included the combined global land and ocean average surface temperatures for the month, which 1.19 degrees Fahrenheit (0.66 degrees Celsius) above the 20th-century average of 58.5 F (14.8 C). This record was beat only in 2010, when the global average was 1.24 F (0.69 C) above the 20th-century average."
It's pretty hot on the East Coast, just like it was 100 years ago at this time! Highs are expected to fall just short of the three-digit mark, although this is one of those sorts of situations where you don't want the New York way of overachieving for the sole purpose of making a point to rear its head. Anyway, jalapenos for everyone! ("They put out a tremendous amount of heat and it turns on the body's natural coolant." I would think they would also add to my already-extant vague nausea, but this is why I'm not a doctor!)