I couldn’t resist this photo of a man blown off his feet by high winds on the British coast. [Image: Photo by Steve Poole/Rex Features, via the Guardian]. How could we take better spatial advantage of meteorological situations like this, I wonder, whether that means designing parachute-like clothing lines for weekend air-surfing or perhaps manufacturing perfectly

– 11 C on wednesday. WAIT-WUT?

At least I’ll be in Texas right!?

Hotter than the Devil’s Office

It is rare for the UK to have hot weather. When I was working in NYC, it was HOT. It was VERY hot. Humid. Unbareable sometimes when I had like 3 layers when i worked at Postmasters with no AIR CON. Today and the day before are like freak events. I told everyone I met

Dear the weather

Dear The Weather/ Mother-NATURE. You’re too unpredictable. Your only excessively sunny when I have to sit in the art office with no air-conditioning. When I have a day off, you rain. But it’s still crazy humid. Because of you, I’ve sweat in places that I didn’t know I could sweat – Like on my shins of