It's hot today.
It's 11AM and it's already in the 90sF. It's supposed to top 100F degrees (that's 38 degrees C for all the rest of you) in a few hours.
The Queen is in town. So, traffic is snarled all over the city. The hot weather, high electricity demand, and the Queen's visit means fewer more crowded trains running slower. People are crankier and more temperamental than usual today.
I'm praying that those Vietnam War era AC units donated by Lady Bird Johnson in my classroom keep working today, or I'm going to have a roomful of really cranky students.
It's hot, the Queen's in town, and Michael is really feeling his Irish today.
So, here's a little serenade for Her Majesty:
Let's hope she gets out to see the town.
Michael tells me that out here in Brooklyn in the Demilitarized Zone between Williamsburg and Greenpoint, the temperature reached 103F (that's NOT the heat index). I'll bet it was that hot up in the Bronx, and I had to travel in it. Nothing cool and fresh ever wafts in from the BQE.
I understand that Her Majesty braved the heat to visit Ground Zero, and a garden dedicated to British casualties in the September 11th attacks.
And then there's this to finish the day (it's 8PM and it's still 95F outside):