I had two stops to make in Denver and Boulder...which meant driving in a steaming-hot car for hours. (Traffic is horrendous right now in the Denver metropolitan area, thanks to construction, tourists and Idiots of the Month.) When I was almost home, and it was starting to cool down a bit, I checked the car's temperature gauge: 96 degrees.
Yow.
My can of root beer was almost too hot to touch. Ditto the cellphone and steering wheel.
It's been this way now for at least two weeks. Breaking all sorts of high-temperature records, too. Either it cools down soon...or we're going to melt off the map.
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