Mmmm, heat...

[bladespark]

I live in the desert. I'm acclimatized to ridiculous heat. Everyone was talking about how hot Sacramento in the summer would be for BC, but as anybody who was there can probably tell you, I spent most of the time perfectly comfortable and laughing at everyone else as they sweated.

Anyhow, something reminded me today of just how hot it really does get around here...

Fishy left a package of pop-tarts behind when he went. Normally I do not eat pop-tarts as they aren't good cold, I lack a toaster, and they aren't really anything to write home about hot either. But this morning I was in a hurry, as I'd hit the snooze a few times too many and had to get to work fast. So I grabbed them. Work isn't far, so I had just eaten one when I got there, and I figured that'd keep body and soul together until lunch. So I left the other, in the little foil wrapper, in my van. In the sun. Guess what happened? When I went out for lunch and grabbed the other pop-tart, it was toasted! I'm not kidding! Still a bit soft in the middle, but completely toasted around the edges. Turning golden-brown and everything. I started laughing. Then I ate it anyhow. Still not anything to write home about, but good enough, and most amusing.

Comments

[justplainbob.livejournal.com]

heh...well, at least you're used to dry heat, where the sweat evaporates. :p

I, on the other hand...must endure the ternal torment of both heat and humidity, the twin foes only agrravated by the flames of Hell which burn underneath this school </long-suffering voice>