Hi-dy Ho!

At least this week's forecast is consistent: Overcast with occasional thunderstorms, temperatures in the mid-eighties. Every day. Yesterday my walk to work at eight in the morning felt similar to a light steam bath. As July closes in on the capital city and we brace ourselves for the real chokehold in August, I notice more and more people complaining about the miserable summer weather...

Humidity is the Great Equalizer in the world of weather; everyone suffers and suffers a lot. That is what I like about it; the fact that humidity is objectively miserable gives us all a legitimate reason to complain. Sure it's true that wet, stinky clothes, incessant sweating, and the inability to breathe can make for one seriously unhappy camper (mosquitoes or those enchanting sand flies from the Andaman Islands can add a whole new dimesion to the misery).. But in an age where there are innumerable perceived miseries to complain about and rarely any actual ones, shouldn't we all take a moment to appreciate the difference? I mean, how many people can say they live in a swamp??! Buck up, people!