Summer has finally come to Thee Southland, and with a vengeance heretofore unseen. Monday L.A. had a record high of 113 degrees; it might’ve been higher but the official downtown L.A. temperature gauge apparently broke midday.

Late Summer/early Fall is usually the hottest part of the year and fire season here, but by nightfall things cool down; we rarely get a balmy evening. Last night was an exception, still 85 degrees at midnight.

Flowers wilted.

Tomato plants shriveled; green tomatoes fried.

Bunnies flattened.

Cats flopped.

Llamas folded.

Remember the Twilight Zone episode entitled “The Midnight Sun”? The earth is hurtling toward the sun, and every minute things get hotter and hotter. That’s what it felt like.


It’s especially odd to get the hottest day on record after having had the coolest summer on record. And of course the East coast had day after day of extreme heat this summer. What the heck is going on? Oy! I’m schvitzing ovah here!

4 responses to “Comeuppance”

  1. Stella says:

    And I hear y’all don’t have AC…

  2. lane says:

    the weather has just gone crazy, we had a tornado last week, a TORNADO! in brooklyn!

    global warming is so weird.

  3. LP says:

    Flattened bunnies! Flattened bunnies!

    So glad we now live in a place with AC. I emailed the upstairs neighbor from our previous AC-less residence, and asked her how she’s enduring the hot spell. She wrote: “My apartment is like a fucking pizza oven.” Ah, memories!

  4. Tim says:

    Quite stupidly, I decided to ride my bike to work on Monday. The whole way there I was thinking, “I can’t wait for the AC!” When I got there, the overtaxed AC was not working. The ceiling vents were blowing hot air into the classroom, and it felt exactly like a sauna, without the relaxation and good times. Luckily, I had a towel with me, so I taught in the semi-nude. I’m just kidding, you guys!