I arrived home from running errands in Seward this afternoon and checked the temperature. I don't know where it got the idea the humidity is 91 per cent. It changed its mind and read 25 per cent.
Not possible!!! This has never happened before. It can't be true. The reporter in me went looking for corroboration:
Oh, pffftt! You're no help at all.
Neither are you! Go back in the crawl space where I found you.
Criminy. The interior of my house, at 82, feels downright pleasant. But I think I'll take the deck chair to my garage, where it's a cool, pleasant 76.