It's 82 degrees and sunny today in San Marcos, with only the faintest whisps of cloud in the sky. There's a 15 mile an hour wind blowing from the north and--get this--humidity is 11 percent. It's dry, dry, dry. A grass fire burned a thousand acres and a barn less than a mile from my house last week. A church burned across the street from us on Christmas eve. There's a statewide burn ban in effect because it's hot and dry, dry, dry.
I like to tease my snowbound friends up north that I get to watch the college bowl games in shorts while they're busy shovelling the drive, but come on already. Even for Texas, this weather is ridiculous.
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