The data we use to describe the weather is such that it always needs qualification. It’s 37 c out there but it FEELS like it’s 43 c. Or, in the the winter, It’s -4c but with the wind chill it FEELS like it’s -18c. Then add in the UV index just to muddy the waters a little more. What we need is a new scale. Forget temperature readings. Who cares if it’s 37 if it feels 43?
Here’s the scale I propose:
Flames of Hades
Stupid Hot
Freakin’ Hot
Perfect Hot
Warm
Pleasant
Cool
Chilly
Cold
Freakin’ Cold
Stupid Cold
If I hear a weather forecaster say it’s going to be stupid hot in Toronto today, I know the score. If it’s going to be Perfect Hot, I’ll light up some charcoal and get the bbq going. That’s all I need.
Today in Toronto, I understand it will be actually hotter than the flames of Hades. In fact, the sun may explode. Hang on tight and hope the roof stays on.
27th Street 
It’s Flames of Hades here most of July and August… will take that over Freakin’ Stupid Cold anytime.
A few days ago when being outside was much like being in a convection oven, I would have traded for Freakin’ Stupid Cold. This morning it’s cloudy and there’s a bit of a cool breeze here by the lake.
Frankly, I just don’t get the need for weather reports unless something unusual is going to happen. How can people say the same things over and over again? Just say “ditto” and if that’s not the case, then go ahead and elaborate.
It’s pleasant on the side of warm here in Boise, Idaho right now.
I don’t know Boise, but I’m very familiar with some parts of Idaho. I have a good friend who has lived in Idaho Falls and in Ketchum at different times, and we’ve had some very good times chasing trout with a fly rod on some of his favourite haunts in Idaho and in the park and parts of Wyoming and Montana as well. You live in a stunningly beautiful part of the world!