7.17.2005

Too hot to blog

It's 96 in Iowa City, with 45% humidity and a "very high" pollen count. Effects on citizens include lethargy, grumpiness, lack of initiative, faltering conversation, brow wiping and shaking of weary heads, a scowling scurry from AC'd building to AC'd building when motion is required. My dogs lie panting and listless in dusty dirt. Houseplants shiver away from AC drafts only to wilt in the windows. I don't know about others, but it's hard to write or do anything else in this glaring heat oven of a town.

3 comments:

kclou said...

Charlottesville is similarly insufferable, except here it feels like a swamp. I went for a hike this afternoon and thought I was going to die.

It's funny the way we find bold new ways to complain.

On an unrelated note, I finished Daniel's collection the other night. If anyone is looking to dip into it, I recommend the penultimate story, "A Science for Being Alone." Good stuff.

Jo said...

Amen, Grendel. Sadly, I am moving right now--but I only do so under the cover of darkness. Night is the only time for activity in the IC. Unless you are an iguana.

Tao Lin said...

i read in the richard yates biography that he'd rather write for hollywood in hollywood (which he hated) than teach writing in iowa city (which he must've hated more)

so yeah, the weather must be bad there