Two-Word Meme
June 4th, 2006 10:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shiredancerAm I only good for memes tonight? Seems so. But then, it's terribly hot here and I'm melting of it. Gacked from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
klostes:
1. Yourself: Too hot.
2. Your car: Air conditioned!
3. Your hair: Sweaty curls.
4. Your Mother: Slightly alcoholic.
5. Your Father: A dear.
6. Your favorite item: The fan.
7. Your dream last night: Peter, built!
Ah hahahaha, yes, that last one -- I dreamed that Peter was all working-out muscular and ripped and all that. Can't think now what it was all about. Strange!
It's been so hot. Last night I went to a concert by the UCSB Middle East Ensemble, which is always a fabulous, fun, and eclectic show that includes wonderful dancing. But *LONG*. It started at 8 and didn't end until 11:30, I kid you not. Anyway, here on the coast even in a heat wave the evenings and nights are typically cool enough to need a jacket -- dining al fresco on State Street just isn't a warm experience. But last night? OMG, it was absolutely warm -- beyond balmy, beyond any night I can remember in a long time. It just got hotter and hotter -- it was over 80 degrees at 2 a.m. At midnight I went to get an ice cream cup from the freezer on the back patio (Weight Watchers, of course!), and found most of it melted. The freezer's motor had died sometime during the day, and we had a huge amount of food in danger of spoiling. Emergency measures were taken; as much as we could cram into the little top-only indoor freezer, we did. Took things out of boxes, consolidated, did what we could... and still had to leave bunches of stuff out back. Today a purchase of dry ice held off further disaster until we can (hopefully) get it fixed -- or replaced -- tomorrow. Sigh.
klostes:1. Yourself: Too hot.
2. Your car: Air conditioned!
3. Your hair: Sweaty curls.
4. Your Mother: Slightly alcoholic.
5. Your Father: A dear.
6. Your favorite item: The fan.
7. Your dream last night: Peter, built!
Ah hahahaha, yes, that last one -- I dreamed that Peter was all working-out muscular and ripped and all that. Can't think now what it was all about. Strange!
It's been so hot. Last night I went to a concert by the UCSB Middle East Ensemble, which is always a fabulous, fun, and eclectic show that includes wonderful dancing. But *LONG*. It started at 8 and didn't end until 11:30, I kid you not. Anyway, here on the coast even in a heat wave the evenings and nights are typically cool enough to need a jacket -- dining al fresco on State Street just isn't a warm experience. But last night? OMG, it was absolutely warm -- beyond balmy, beyond any night I can remember in a long time. It just got hotter and hotter -- it was over 80 degrees at 2 a.m. At midnight I went to get an ice cream cup from the freezer on the back patio (Weight Watchers, of course!), and found most of it melted. The freezer's motor had died sometime during the day, and we had a huge amount of food in danger of spoiling. Emergency measures were taken; as much as we could cram into the little top-only indoor freezer, we did. Took things out of boxes, consolidated, did what we could... and still had to leave bunches of stuff out back. Today a purchase of dry ice held off further disaster until we can (hopefully) get it fixed -- or replaced -- tomorrow. Sigh.
