Comments on: Our (Nonsexually) Hot Day: A Story of Triumph

By: Kerry

Kerry — Mon, 24 Jul 2006 14:19:42 +0000

The day that I am able to purchase a car with functioning A/C will truly be the day that I know I have reached adulthood. It will be like a rite of passage, when I can finally say, “Yes, I believe I *will* drive across town on my lunch break and not dread the fuming oven that is the interior of my car.” Also, I thought Atlanta summers were bad, but holy damn, LA sounds like a festering ballsack of heat and smog.

By: J_John

J_John — Mon, 24 Jul 2006 02:36:14 +0000

We totally went to that museum in May and were fairly underwhelmed by the presentation in the lobby which featured large technology props (like a mouse you could sit on and click). I’m sure an intense need to escape the heat would have changed my impressions. I was also a bit unsure how the archival system worked, and if it was indeed free.
As for the heat, take solace in the fact that you don’t work somewhere where the public is constantly upset at you because of the weather. I keep telling people to blame Al Gore but it doesn’t matter. Ugh.

By: ro6ot

ro6ot — Mon, 24 Jul 2006 01:27:44 +0000

Air-Conditioning a place with the doors wide open is actually a form of recycling, since what Air Conditioners do is round up all the heat in a place and pump it the hell outside!it reminds me of watching my room-mate play Grand Theft Auto: he would pick up a prostitute in his stolen car, pay her to have sex with him (which brought his health level up), and then murder her and steal the money back. [ The more imaginatively gifted readers should here picture a snarky link to: an image of Don Rumsfeld shaking hands with Saddam Hussein, then a little arrow to that photo of Saddam in his underwear behind bars, a plus sign, and a picture of Moron W. Fuckface under a banner reading “Mission Accomplishated!” ]

By: rachel

rachel — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 11:40:22 +0000

this is the most genious blog entry ever.

By: dalas verdugo

dalas verdugo — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 06:00:46 +0000

Oh man, that description of LA is how I always imagine it to be. Time to go dunk myself in the cold bath again.

By: kim

kim — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 00:34:32 +0000

“as though God himself had dumped slimy, fetid, burning oil all over me and then lit it on fire with his cigarette.”
would you believe me if i told you that the thought of god smoking kind of makes me happy?