Yes, We Know, It's Hot.

I just checked in on Foursquare to "Heatpocalypse NYC."  No doubt.  I was complaining to myself this morning on the commute that probably half the status updates and tweets today will have something to do with heat, when it dawned on me that it's not boring to talk about the weather - the weather has fried us so much that our brains don't function beyond registering what's obvious.

So how is The Mayoress dealing?  Personally calling* every New Yorker to unplug unnecessary appliances, hydrating, and gearing up for swim lesson #3 tonight.  Yeah, you heard me.  Watch out, Ironman!

*blogging

Snowfall Investigatory Journalism

I couldn't believe it last week (why is blogger spellchecking the word 'couldn't'? it just did it again! spellchecking the word 'spellchecking' i can understand, but 'couldn't'?! wait, it didn't do it that time. crap! it checked 'didn't'! for heavens.) when I read in Time Out that the biggest one-day snowfall on record in NYC history was 25 feet, 6 inches. That's impossible unless it's a movie starring Jake Gyllenhaal. Mmm, Jake Gyllenhaal.

So I did a little investigating.*

Gothamist says the record was set on February 11, 2006 with over two feet, which hadn't happened since 26 inches in 1947.

The Times echoes that, calling '06 a "record-breaking snowfall."

Bret confirms this because it was on his birthday. He couldn't get a cab. And he's white!

I can't for the life of me remember where I was that weekend, and it was just 3 years ago.

The online version of the article has it in inches (damn updateable internet!) but says the 1947 date is the record.

Et tu, Time Out fact-checkers? It's even in Wikipedia (which the subheader of the article disses as being nonfactual). Or maybe the editors should watch their decimal points?

Or maybe I should get back to real reportage?

*googling