|Yes, that is the surface of the Sun. No, it's not that hot in Little Rhody.|
Now that's the temperature (yes, it's Fahrenheit, I don't do Celsius), here's what the humidity looked like -
Now to go all scientific on you, there's something called the heat index, this is a real thing, not The Weather Channel, this comes from the U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration so it can be trusted. I mean come on, the initials are NOAA, and God had him build an ark and...
Oh, his name was spelled "Noah"? Uh, never mind.
Still we can trust the government can't we? Bueller? Bueller? Bueller? ...
Anyway, the following chart has been around since I was a wee lad (though it didn't have all that metric crap back then) -
As of the time I write this (Saturday, 23 July, 1645 local) in Little Rhody we're at 93 degrees with 33% humidity. Which doesn't even register on the chart. But trust me, it's hot out.
I like to describe things in certain ways, based on my own personal experiences and observations over the span of my existence. Or at least since I became self-aware around the age of four. (Before that I don't remember much, not sure I even qualified as "sentient.")
So here's the Sarge's heat scale (for summertime purposes, there's a different scale for winter called the cold scale which I might share this coming winter. POCIR...) -
- If you can jog back upstairs because you forgot your badge and not break a sweat, that's called Not Bad.
- If under the same circumstances you get a little sweaty, that's called Warm.
- Same circumstances and you get very sweaty, that's called Hot.
- Same circumstances and you are so sweaty you need to change your clothes, that's called Freaking Hot.
- You forget your badge and decide "The Hell with it, I'm not going to work today." - that's called Oh My Lord it's Freaking Hot.
- Anything above that and the odds are pretty good that you are in Mississippi. Or Louisiana. Or Alabama. Or Florida.
- If the same holds true but everyone looks Asian, then you're either on Okinawa or in the Philippines.
Today it is Hot inside Chez Sarge. I did venture into the great outdoors earlier today and it was also Hot. Right now, outside anyway, it's Freaking Hot.
Do I like hot weather? Sort of, but not really. I find that as I get older I have developed a greater tolerance for heat and have far less of a tolerance for cold. Though one can put on more clothing in the winter, there is only so much clothing one can shed before one gets in trouble. Or gets odd looks...
Yeah, it's hot. But it ain't Mississippi Gulf Coast in July hot. No sir!