Why I need to leave Arizona
The front page of today's Arizona Republic has this:
Now, if you click on it, you can probably see it better. First, there's the forecast for the next few days. Then, the third paragraph tells us that "a heat advisory has been issued" for today and tomorrow, meaning people should "avoid strenuous physical activity if possible." The National Weather Service wants us to sit on our asses! Ah, Phoenix: Valley of the Blazing Orb in the Sky That Could Kill You. That should be the new tourist slogan.
Anyway, if anyone is planning on moving here, say, this week or next, this is a friendly warning. Moving here in the summer sucks. I should know - I did it.
See? Sitting on the computer wasting time is saving my life! Doesn't that make you feel better?
Now, if you click on it, you can probably see it better. First, there's the forecast for the next few days. Then, the third paragraph tells us that "a heat advisory has been issued" for today and tomorrow, meaning people should "avoid strenuous physical activity if possible." The National Weather Service wants us to sit on our asses! Ah, Phoenix: Valley of the Blazing Orb in the Sky That Could Kill You. That should be the new tourist slogan.
Anyway, if anyone is planning on moving here, say, this week or next, this is a friendly warning. Moving here in the summer sucks. I should know - I did it.
See? Sitting on the computer wasting time is saving my life! Doesn't that make you feel better?
posted by Greg | 12:46 PM
11 Comments:
Cool and partly cloudy up in the glorious Northwest today, with a high in the mid-70s. Ahhhhhh.
(Boy, I'm glad you can't kill a person simply by thinking about it, because I think I'd be dead soon.)
Thanks for the warning, and the link. Just about everyone we've told we're moving to Mesa in July has said something along the lines of, "Oh hell. It's hot there. It's like hell there. Especially in July and August." What can we say to that, other than, we know, we have no choice.
And we don't. Stoker is going to the Conservatory for Recording Arts. What can you do? Thank goodness for air conditioners, I guess.
I need a job. Any leads are priceless. Thanks. I keep reading your blog even though you offend me horribly ;) (I hate smiley faces like that, but I had no choice.)
I offend you? How on earth do I offend you? I'm so inoffensive I'm like Ovaltine.
Silly Greg, I like the heat. Where I live right now it's four degrees above zero and feels more like mid-November than the middle of July. I would do damn near anything for a sunny day or even just a moderately blue sky instead of the usual deadly grey.
Yeah, but it's a dry heat, isn't it?
I don't even know where Anonymous is that it would be four degrees above zero. We need details!
Yes, Layne, it's a dry heat, but so is a blast furnace. I don't enjoy feeling like I'm going to burst into flames when I leave the house.
Nick - she's a girl. But that could be the reason. We'll get to the bottom of it! And I keep forgetting about Blog Day. I will have to pimp it in the coming weeks.
South Coast of Newfoundland. I'm talking Celsius, not Farenheit mind you, and it's not always so bitterly cold, but there have been enough days like this lately for me not to like it. I realize Arizona's no more tolerable but at this point I would definitely trade places.
You fools, it was mostly a joke. It was hyperbole. I was illustrating that I'm hooked. And morbidly fascinated in Greg's violent opinions (not violent as in he's violent, but that he's passionate).
Anyway, I disagree with him half the time, but I still enjoy reading the damn blog.
I'm not offended so much that I don't come back. That's my point. If it was too insulting I'd never never come back. Please don't misunderstand me.
Ovaltine. That's funny.
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Ah, young lady, I knew you were joking. I understand the emoticons, yes I do!
I'm still totally inoffensive. As the celebrities and sports stars and politicians (specifically Vicente Fox) say, if I offend, that's your problem!
I assume you're quoting Chuck D, N. I thought of titling the post "By the time I get to Arizona," but the song doesn't have anything to do with the weather. Good song, not about weather.
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