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Netflix: How about Unsolved Mysteries?
Me: Okay!
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I see these ghosts and I feel so identified with not fitting in anywhere. By Katherine Blower Illustrator Designer.
itâs ninety-nine degrees outside, four fuck-thousand percent humidity, and my husband was like, âiâm gonna go for a bike ride.â and i was like âwhy. no. why. donât put us on the news like that. local fool collapses on unnecessary journey. donât do it.â so he says he doesnât want to âhide in the houseâ because the sun is shining. bruh. honeybruh. âthe sun is shiningâ does not cover it. its hot outside. its motherfucking hot as fuck outside. our outdoor plants have been crying into their hands all week. whole cars are melting into the sewer. our fucking patio umbrella developed sentience to ask me for lemonade this morning
@robotmango, you need to work for the weather forecast - this was both hilarious and so vivid it made me stand up and get some iced tea.
this is a great idea, thank you. here goes. my audition tape for the weather channel. dearly beloved. we are gathered here today to have a fucking funeral for the outdoors. it had a good run, with all its creeks and clouds and shit. pretty great. now itâs ten-thirty at night but still ninety-two asshole-sweating degrees and humid as fuck. everything is hot and slimy, like being a âborrowerâ that got trapped inside a bottle of shampoo and then accidentally microwaved. you can see on my doppler radar that nothing is moving around out there because everything is probably dead. the only alive thing is the mosquito currently trying to drill a hole in my leg. no surprise that all the shitbag mosquitos are fine, since the thermostat of hell is always at the devilâs preferred temperature. this forecast has gotten away from me a little, but in conclusion fuck the sun
I think Iâve reblogged this before, but âthe thermostat of hell is always at the devilâs preferred temperatureâ is fucking poetry
ninety nine???? thats IT????????? buddy here in the 7th circle of h*ck, California, we get up to at LEAST 110 degrees every single gosh darned summer. the bugs seek revenge. the sun wreaks havoc on the mere mortals it surveys.  every plant has turned brown in its thirst for water. the very air itself has been sucked dry of every drip of moisture it ever had. Â
ninety nine degrees. you weak fool.
well since you asked so politely, letâs talk about something very important vis a vis weather-hotness that you clearly ainât ever heard of, called
humidity
oh alas, you say. oh papa, whatever shall i do, it is ever so hotte and drye in california. the very air hath been sucked of all its moisturey droplets and whatnot.* one hundredy and tennith desiccated degrees!
*(yo, drought is serious. i am pretty obviously not making fun of that.)
alright. letâs check it out. hereâs a random california city, right about now:
thirty-two percent. and hereâs a random mid-atlantic city located somewhere in the wet fleshy crease behind a demonâs knee*:
*(confession: i do not live in dc, but several years ago i spent three weeks steaming like a tinned ham in arlington in august. none of the pants i took with me could ever keep a crease again.)
huh! funny thing! âsee, dcâs actually seven degrees COOLER,â you say, because youâve obviously never gone outside and taken a deep lungful of wet sock trash air in your life. and now for added bliss, hereâs what early wednesday morningâs gonna be like for these poor clowns:
thatâs right! eighty-two percent humidity! the point at which showers no longer matter, because youâre all caught in Godâs grease trap! just stressed human eels miserably slip slidinâ their way through a damp melty bathwater-flavored hellscape that feels like itâs actively sous viding their top layer of skin! a hundred thousand people packed into public transit breathing air that feels like deepthroating swamp thing! and you wanna talk to me about fuckin california!
[cue science voice]: human bodies cool through evaporation, a process by which the body sweats and sweet invisible angels towel us off, whisking away our unwanted moisture into the air and literally chilling us out. (itâs also why air conditioned air feels so fucking deliciously refreshing: itâs not just being cooled, itâs being conditioned, aka, dehumidified. itâs cool dry air.) but. if the air is already made out of fucking chowder and canât absorb shit then guess what the fuck our bodies canât do.
so is this weak fool gonna remain indoors and hydrated through this only medium-hot but fuckoff-humid season? you bet your dried out ass.
This is poetry.
Hereâs a handy calculator that tells you how hot a place âfeelsâ depending on the level of humidity:Â
https://www.calculator.net/heat-index-calculator.html
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