Monday, June 30, 2008

June 30, 2008

The brightness of the day can best be measured by how dangerous it is to be a pedestrian at dusk.

The longest day has past but we won't know the difference for a while. For now it seems like the sun is hanging out extra long. Not over-staying her welcome or anything, just letting us know it's high summertime.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

June 29, 2008

Soft side of serious heat today. My block is the injection site of the sun. Side effects include sweating, squinting, and browning around the edges.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

June 28, 2008

A day as perfect as yellow cake with chocolate frosting.

Friday, June 27, 2008

June 26 & 27, 2008

80 and Sunny has been tripped up from it's daily message in the past week plus. It never helps to place blame but it's always easy to blame the weather. Days were lumped in with other days, descriptions have been reduced to "ditto" It's a shame. Hopefully just a brief dark period in this season of summer light. A summer solsctice minireverse hybernation and a heat wave protest rolled into one.

We are back and ready to once again describe a sunny day.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

June 23-25, 2008

I came back in with the cool breeze today. No traces of the hot weather my guest writers complained about, until I opened up the door to my place. It had been preheated to 101 degrees for the past ten days.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

June 22, 2008

Pretty pink roses are burning brown. Talkative people are mum. Nice people are mean and mean people are too hot to bother. Everyone is walking slowly. The grocery stores have sold out of ice. Whether or not it is really 118 degrees I cannot tell but I can tell you it might as well be 1018 degress because that's what it feels like.


Friday, June 20, 2008

June 20, 2008

I have been enjoying the breezy, rain-sprinkled weather of Michigan so I could only assume the worst fate for my absent guest writers. The message I received from Bethany today confirmed:

Today has rendered me a human ice cream cone dripping sticky melting onto the sidewalk hot hot sidewalk. Sticky icky eewwy gooey hot.

Stay alive.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

June 16 & 17, 2008

Weather reports from the indoors and out and those walking to the movies:

From JG:
Without exaggeration, the only proper description for tonights weather in Los Angeles is perfect. The sun lit moon has showered the trees and rooftops with a beautiful night light. (Feel free to edit this sara....we are walking to the vista to see the hulk as I write this) -JG

editors note: perf as is

From Jamie M:

My house is stuffy. My house is stuffed with warm air. I'm being squashed by hot air. In my own home! It feels like something stole my home away from me and replaced it with a cube of torture. I am uncomfortable at my desk. I am uncomfortable in my bed. i am uncomfortable eating. I just want to shower in cold water and whine and fart and knife fight the person, place or thing that is responsible for this annoying, ominous HEAT HEAT HEAT. I don't know how many degrees it is outside because it doesn't matter because its 5 trillion degrees hotter in my hot cube home. the end. f$%* the heat. the end.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

June 15, 2008

Bethany T takes on the task of describing our Father's Day weather:

Today a bright and happy child holding sticks of color has drawn Los Angeles. Fluffy white is dotted all across the clear blue sky. A canary yellow crayon has drawn countless circles filling the day with warmth and light. People are drawn walking in the park smiling under the shade of blooming magnolia trees. Hang this picture on your fridge to remind yourself on the smoggy days how beautiful this city always wants to be.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

June 13 & 14, 2008

Gorgeous, sunshiny morning with hot sunshine later that made people collate all of their yard sale goods into tiny little patches of shade.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

June 12, 2008

Beautiful day. Today was like selling a shiny burgundy 1981 Mercedes to a couple on their way to a 55 year high school reunion in Colorado. So fitting, so well dressed, so happy. Reunited with a destiny that they had always hoped for.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

June 11, 2008

We are on a winning streak here people. Lets not overthink it, overexplain it, and just try to appreciate it for what it is. You are only as sunny as your last hour and today was yet another championship day filled with fourteen sunsmacking sections of sixty minutes.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

June 10, 2008

Eighty and clear today with a bit of rather arrogant cloud foreshadowing.

June 9, 2008

Sunny. 80. A perfectly perfect day if you were able to ignore the "tomato notices" all over the city.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

June 8, 2008

Frizzante sky.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

June 7, 2008

Eighty and sunny. Perfectly.

Friday, June 6, 2008

June 6, 2008

D-Day, a day to storm beaches and celebrate my little brother's birthday! Eighty and pleasant while sitting still, a bit too sunny for outdoor, unshaded physical activity. Perfectly fine for an evening baseball game.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

June 5, 2008

The temperature today was water and the sun was air like the sky was hot.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

June 4, 2008

An unwelcome visit from Ms. June Gloom. If we all bond together we can be as unaccommodating as possible and she can take off with her friend Mr. Sprinkles and head to the bay area where they belong.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

June 3, 2008

What a day for a daydream. Sunshiny and pleasant as a foot rub. Pleasant as a white wine spritzer, an episode of "Touched by an Angel," or even as pleasant as Saturn customer service in the 90s.

Monday, June 2, 2008

June 2, 2008

In June, thousands of climate control engineers from all over the world gather in southern California to research what the ideal temperature would be for human happiness. You could see all those pocket-protector nerds roaming around the flower lined streets of Atwater Village sniffing around, holding their faces to the sunshine, wetting their fingers to monitor air direction. Their research is never done.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

June 1, 2008

Today I learned that it is always, without fail, seventy four and one half degrees fahrenheit in Pasadena. The city is under a special invisible temperature dome that is funded by the two dollar over night street parking permits. The steady temperature encourages kind attitudes and picnics.