Or something like that.
For those of you not in Southern California, we're currently being fried by Santa Ana winds.
A Santa Ana wind feels like... well, you know when the oven's on "high" and you crack the door open and get that blast of hot air right in the face? That's what a Santa Ana feels like. The humidity plummets (I think it's at 16% right now), the temperature skyrockets (it's over 90 degrees), people get cranky and drive worse than usual - I've been riding my bike to work and I've been honked at, flipped off and had more near-misses than normal.
Right now, I'm very grateful to be working in the evenings - it cools off about 6 pm when we get back from dinner, and the rest of the night is really nice.
Although the Santa Ana winds are traditionally believed to be evil, they do have one big advantage:
As long as they're blowing, there's no way it's going to rain.