Yesterday, records were set all over the bay area. It reached 114 degrees in Concord. At 5PM, the power went out in my house for about four hours. I'm not sure, but I think the temperature inside Miskatonic Acres went over 120 without the fans to move air around.
As I left work, I developed a dandy migrane. My head still feels tender this morning.
Last night was obviously a warm-up for the perdition that awaits me after death. Hellish doesn't even begin to describe it. If the power hadn't come back on, we were going to sleep on the deck. Occasional ants were definately preferable to heat prostration...
Fortunately, the power returned and, by midnight, it was just about bearable enough to go to sleep. Yuk. C'mon Cooling Trend!
Must dash, work beckons and all that.