dedpedal
08-03-2007, 07:49 PM
Ive literaly had it with this shit! This past week has been simply a week in hell. All week long, Ive been subjected to temps way over the century mark (thats 100 for you slow pokes). One day, and I thought it couldnt get any worse, I was cooped up in a sunroom with no air OR ventalation. I dont know exactly how hot it got,but I was sweating out of pores I didnt even know I had. You know that funny feeling you get when a bead of sweat rolls down your back and perfectly finds your asscrack? Yea, thats what it felt like.
Another day (weds I think) was skylites. Ever stick your face in an oven? Yup, just like that. I almost passed out everytime I came down the ladder. Id say it was better than 140. Ive seen 160+ up in those holes in the ceiling that lead to the glass. I didnt have anyway to actualy read the temps till today. I swiped a digital thermometer from the office.
I was stuck in an athletic director/ gym teachers office. No air moving whatsoever. no doors to open other than the one leading to the hall and it wasnt any better there. I bounced the temps around a bit just to see and wow! 120 at the ceiling! I know heat rises and all that but it was a solid 110 on the floor out of the sun and 145 on the dark carpet IN the sun.
I felt like a potroast on slow cook. Really, I could have dropped a couple boulion cubes down my crack and made gravy. Hmmm that sounds right tasty doesnt it? Kev's Man Gravy. Carefuly blended from fine spices and ass sweat. Drip in some body juice from the upper portion of the cranium and cook at 120 degrees for 4 hours. Naaa I dont think so either.
So, on to the moral(?) or whatever my heatsoaked brain was trying to convey here. Oh yea. Be careful out there . Stay hydrated and dont be alone.
Another day (weds I think) was skylites. Ever stick your face in an oven? Yup, just like that. I almost passed out everytime I came down the ladder. Id say it was better than 140. Ive seen 160+ up in those holes in the ceiling that lead to the glass. I didnt have anyway to actualy read the temps till today. I swiped a digital thermometer from the office.
I was stuck in an athletic director/ gym teachers office. No air moving whatsoever. no doors to open other than the one leading to the hall and it wasnt any better there. I bounced the temps around a bit just to see and wow! 120 at the ceiling! I know heat rises and all that but it was a solid 110 on the floor out of the sun and 145 on the dark carpet IN the sun.
I felt like a potroast on slow cook. Really, I could have dropped a couple boulion cubes down my crack and made gravy. Hmmm that sounds right tasty doesnt it? Kev's Man Gravy. Carefuly blended from fine spices and ass sweat. Drip in some body juice from the upper portion of the cranium and cook at 120 degrees for 4 hours. Naaa I dont think so either.
So, on to the moral(?) or whatever my heatsoaked brain was trying to convey here. Oh yea. Be careful out there . Stay hydrated and dont be alone.