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MELVIN DURAI'S AMUZING LIFE
What a sweltering summer we're having. It's been so hot in many parts of America that even atheists have been tempted to pray:
"Dear God,
We need a big favor. Can you please turn down the heat? We're not sure who turned it up, but we think it may be your way of showing us what it's like in hell. If that's the case, we get the message. We believe. We'll never question your existence again. Now please turn the temperature down just a few degrees, before our cars start melting. We've already had to mop up our patio furniture. Thank you in advance."
Perhaps we do need divine intervention. After all, the weather is the only thing man is powerless against, other than PMS.
I usually don't complain about warm weather. In fact, summer is my favorite season, partly because I can wear shorts and sandals without getting frostbite.
Compared to my friends, I have a high tolerance of heat. That's why I don't own an air conditioner, though my apartment sometimes feels like Texas.
But this summer has been exceptionally hot, with the temperature often rising higher than my IQ. A few nights were so warm that I was tempted to sleep in my refrigerator. And I would have, too, if I were just a little shorter.
It's been so hot that:
As if the heat isn't bad enough, in many
parts of the country, including Pennsylvania,
people are suffering through a persistent
drought, one that has been especially hard
on farmers. Not only are their crops wilting,
some of their dairy cows are producing
powdered milk. Don't be surprised if milk
cartons in the stores soon display this label:
2% milk, 98% air.
It's no wonder that some states are imposing drastic restrictions on water use.
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