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I really don't like wet heat


I grew up surrounded by the deserts of Arizona. I remember the temps reaching into the 100-and-teens more times than I can count. One summer, when I was 19 or 20, I drove a car without air conditioning across town (about 30 minutes depending on traffic) every morning and afternoon to and from my job. Dry heat is not a problem for me. Seriously. I actually miss it. But wet heat--who invented this stuff?! Oiy. I can't stand it.

(Image: mine; Weather Channel)