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      Maybe very specific to the area you were at? I don’t remember it hitting 100°, at all, here (but my memory has been known to fail me, granted).

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    this doesn’t factor in the “feels like” temp. Florida is a LOTTT worse than other places because it’s very swampy and humid which makes your body unable to sweat to cool itself down.

    I visited new Orleans for like a week a few years ago and was like “damn you bitches just get to live like this?? you can actually go outside?!” even though it was like 90°+

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      Humidity is killer. I’ve lived in Vegas during the summers, and New Jersey.

      When it feels like you’re swimming in the air, it’s so much worse!

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        Yeah, I’ve been in the Mojave in the summer, and yeah, it’s hot during the day, but when the sun goes down it cools off. I live in Jersey (best state!) and when it’s 95° and 100% humidity, there is just no escape, day and night.

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          Shhh, we can’t let everyone know NJ is the best state, they might come here, and we’re already so packed!

          If more people come…actually, maybe we’d get actual public transport then, if it gets that crowded. Hmmm…

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          it… doesn’t do that… everywhere?

          I’ve only gotten glasses like a year and a half ago and haven’t visited father than Georgia in that time. I thought that was like an experience that happens no matter where you are. TIL.

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            Lol nah. I have only had it happen once in my 20 years of glasses. It was also 95F with 98% humidity. I was outside for 5 mins and almost passed out.

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          That happens frequently if I go from AC to outside and it’s always a pain! Stupid human eyeballs, needing glasses to see!

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          That can’t be true. You shouldn’t sweat less in humid heat. If anything, you should sweat more in humid heat because your sweat isn’t able to evaporate and cool you off.

          Perhaps you could get dehydrated more easily in dry heat just because you don’t notice the water loss as quickly since you stay drier longer. However, I would wager that if you hold air temp, exposure time, and activity level constant, then higher humidity would lead to greater water loss.

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    The dishonest LIBS are trying to convince you global warming is real by leaving ALASKA off the map. ALASKA is still cold, therefore climate change not real. Checkmate, atheists. ^/s in case it’s not obvious^

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    It’s crazy we haven’t had any 110 days in Texas this year. It actually hasn’t felt like all that hot of a summer compared to what we usually get. I’m sure it really sucks ass for those states who aren’t used to or prepared for it.

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      Have lived in Tennessee since 09, and just moved to SC in April. SC has been hell, temperature wise. It’s brutally hot and humid. Just spent 9 days in Texas (San Antonio), and the whole time I was there the number on the thermometer was higher than back in SC, but it felt significantly cooler. Everyone kept saying it was so humid and hotter than normal, but after 5 months in the SC low country it felt like a treat. I miss my TN weather, though. Especially now that I’m back in SC

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        Yeah, the worst week we had here in North Texas was back in May when it was 85F and 90% humidity. That was miserable. Give me a month of 110F 20% over that any day.

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    West of the Mississippi and excluding the PNW, that looks pretty normal. Plus, you gotta account for extremes. I’m in NW Florida, that 105 was likely recorded at the very tip. California has Death valley.

    How do you Yanks feel about the northeast numbers?

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      It absolutely has been a mild summer. We have only had 4 days in the DFW area over 100 vs typically around 18 days on an average year. We easily hit past 107 in a normal year just in DFW.

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    The Alcan — the Alaska Highway — is the world’s longest franchise ghetto, a one-dimensional city two thousand miles long and a hundred feet wide, and growing at the rate of a hundred miles a year, or as quickly as people can drive up to the edge of the wilderness and park their bagos in the next available slot. It is the only way out for people who want to leave America but don’t have access to an airplane or a ship. It’s all two-lane, paved but not well paved, and choked with mobile homes, family vans, pickup trucks with camper backs. It starts somewhere in the middle of British Columbia, at the crossroads of Prince George, where a number of tributaries feed in together to make a single northbound highway. South of there, the tributaries split into a delta of feeder roads that crosses the Canadian/American border at a dozen or more places spread out over five hundred miles from the fjords of British Columbia to the vast striped wheatlands of central Montana. Then it ties into the American road system, which serves as the headwaters of the migration. This five-hundredmile swath of territory is filled with would-be arctic explorers in great wheeled houses, optimistically northbound, and more than a few rejects who have abandoned their bagos in the north country and hitched a ride back down south. The lumbering bagos and top-heavy fourwheelers form a moving slalom course for Hiro on his black motorcycle. All these beefy Caucasians with guns! Get enough of them together, looking for the America they always believed they’d grow up in, and they glom together like overcooked rice, form integral, starchy little units. With their power tools, portable generators, weapons, four-wheeldrive vehicles, and personal computers, they are like beavers hyped up on crystal meth, manic engineers without a blueprint, chewing through the wilderness, building things and abandoning them, altering the flow of mighty rivers and then moving on because the place ain’t what it used to be. The byproduct of the lifestyle is polluted rivers, greenhouse effect, spouse abuse, televangelists, and serial killers. But as long as you have that four-wheel-drive vehicle and can keep driving north, you can sustain it, keep moving just quickly enough to stay one step ahead of your own waste stream. In twenty years, ten million white people will converge on the north pole and park their bagos there. The low-grade waste heat of their thermodynamically intense lifestyle will turn the crystalline icescape pliable and treacherous. It will a hole through the polar icecap, all that metal will sink to the bottom, sucking the biomass down with it. For a fee, you can drive into Snooze ‘n’ Cruise franchise umbilical your bago. The magic words are “We Have Pull-Thrus,” which means you can enter franchise, hook up, sleep, unhook, and drive out without ever having shift your land zeppelin into reverse. They used to claim it was campground, tried to design franchise with a rustic motif, but customers kept chopping up those log-and-plank signs and wooden picnic tables and using them cooking fires. Nowadays, the signs are electric polycarbonate bubbles, the corporate identity is all round and polished and smooth, in same way that a urinal is, to prevent stuff from building up in the cracks. Because it’s not really camping when you don’t have a house to go back to.

    Snow Crash