Baked & Broiled: Misery in LA

Turn me over, I'm done. The temperature today hit a record high of 113 degrees in LA (that's 45 C for the rest of the world). According to an LA Times online article, there has never been a higher reading since record keeping began in 1877. And where I sit, in a non-air conditioned home office located in the hotter spaces closer to Pasadena, I am sure it's 115. Pure misery.

What did we Angelenos due to deserve this? Wasn't last years Station Fire punishment enough for our indiscretions? Isn't the prospect of being governed by Jerry Brown or Meg Whitman?

Perhaps this is payback for our gentler, cooler than usual summer. If so, couldn't payback be given on the installment plan, with a warmer than usual winter? We could handle that. But to hit us with every degree missed over the summer all in one week? That's cruel and unusual.

If anyone reading this is a practicing shaman or rainmaker, please conjure up some relief for dear old Greater Los Angeles. We'd pay you back if we could ...