I tell you, it's hot enough to melt porch furniture and cast it into bullets (what? Ed.), but whoever said life'd be easy? No one, but the band plays on and this mind blog's mission to document the Apocalypse continues. Steadfast.
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I was in Colorado and the weather was cool. Then I returned to Arizona and the highs barely reached into the 80's, with even Phoenix being unseasonably cool. I thought that maybe we'd all won the war against the weather and I read your report of porch furniture so hot that it melted into slag. It destroyed my hopeful narrative.
Nice Pic.
Well, yesterday Was the hottest day here in Cincy this summer I think. Hot enough to fry a pelosi on the pavement.
You have lead porch furniture?
Yep, metal gets a 'tad' warm in Texas in the summer... That's what the stack of towels is for, so you don't get burned legs! ;-)
The chairs still look in good shape Padre, after your paint job some time ago.
LL, I'm jealous. It's hot as Loki's Fire here... mind you, we haven't been paying weather tax. So.
Kid, I once made the mistake of ordering up a couple of fried pelosis. Never. Again,
I need to fire my copy editor, Jim :)
Now that, NFO, is a very good point.
Thanks, DOS. They're good but do need maintenance every year or so. I think they'd look neat by the pool I don't have. Hmmmmm.
Brings to mind a picture on Falsebook of a Texas metal gate with two pot holders hanging on the crossbars.
Good call, WSF.
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