No one can yet predict exactly how quickly and in whom hypothermia will strike–and whether it will kill when it does. The cold remains a mystery, more prone to fell men than women, more lethal to the thin and well muscled than to those with avoirdupois, and least forgiving to the arrogant and the unaware.
Unisys Weather. Just wanted to say I still love this website. Best in the business.
We Southerners get super sensitive about snow and ice in the winter but we LIVE for the first full weekend of zero percent humidity. Everyone breaks out their wool blazers and favorite argyle items as soon as temps dip below 87° – it’s a fact! That’s why it’s so sad when inevitably a three-week humid heat wave comes in October and no one wants to put sensible cotton short-sleeved attire back on. Lots of moist people in sweater vests and Glen plaid dragging themselves through the dying strains of Atlanta summer – it’s just embarrassing for everyone.
Forecast for Los Angeles. Hell yeah.
More like this, please.
I don’t remember how I came across these pictures of rare clouds, but they’re really cool.
In the wake of our tornados last weekend, a fellow Atlantan has invented the tornado drinking game, which I’m assuming you could apply to your own regional weather concerns. “When you hear a TV reporter or anchor say ‘war zone,’ ‘epicenter,’ ‘path of destruction’ or ‘ground zero’…”
Recent photos of the Atlanta tornado. I was totally oblivious to the whole thing. I noticed a thunderstorm earlier in the evening, but late at night I was strolling around, returning some overdue library books while other people were picking up the pieces. Crazy.
It’s 23 degrees outside, and I catch myself silently complaining that the shower is too hot. One 2008 goal among many: complain less. There are bigger problems on this planet.