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104 degrees in San Francisco...?!!

...in the summer? unheard of! it was so hot in Berkeley that i looked out at the street in front of Tolman Hall and could see the asphalt shimmering in heatwaves... and brilliant silver and cobalt djinns and faeries dancing in the interstices of the waves. ;-)

i felt sorry for Tom Bandong, who said he was having his 8th grade graduation rehearsal out in the open sun, at high noon. and to think that for the actual graduation tomorrow, he'll be wearing thick black pants and shiny black patent leather boots. and probably some kind of black gowny thing as well. again in the hot weather. which is 'scheduled' to be even hotter than today! yipes. ouch.

meanwhile, David and Daniel were out playing street hockey in Livermore, where you could fry eggs on the sidewalk, and real quickly. near there, in Castro Valley, Jon Berney was having hallucinations... a combination of not having slept for the past 36 hours, and the 105-degree heat. he swears he saw two spiders, a daddy-longlegs, and a fat fuzzy one, duking it out in the corner of his room. unlikely. ;-) also in Castro Valley, Cynthia was taking her driver's license test, and had to contend with a cranky examiner, who was that way due to the immense heat, apparently. in Albany, Eric sat in his room, considering which Flash layout to use, enduring the hot breeze coming in from the window. and somewhere in Berkeley, Harry was sure his 7-Up was boiling over. elsewhere, Kati (who lives in the SF Peninsula) chides me for kvetching about only 95 degrees in Berkeley. haha.

later in the afternoon, as i waited on Shattuck and Center for the #8 bus up to Jane's house in Grizzly Peak (no WAY was i going to hike uphill!), an old woman using a walker collapsed, and soon the paramedics in their red trucks arrived, to administer smelling salts and lots of liquids to her poor head.

tomorrow shows no sign of the inversion layers offshore kicking in and generating fog. oh well. more stories then. so, tell us your heatwave story...


a berkeley doorway baking and warping in the heat:

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