Wednesday, August 02, 2006

The Heat Death of the Universe

or at least

My Own Little Bout of Heatstroke

So, I'm getting up to refill my coffee cup, and I pick up a flash from the roof next door, and part of my mind thinks, huh, there's a little bit of snow still not melted next to that chimney.

For those of you keeping score at home, it's about 311 kelvins here (aka 100 °F), and it's been about that for some time now.

I became aware of my own semi-consciousness. Took another look.

Bird poop.

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