Not this time of year! It's just starting to get nice and pleasant. :D
Also, it depends on what kind of desert you're in. Las Vegas is part of the Mojave system... it and the Gibson Desert of Australia are both characterized by even temperatures for 24 hours. It's almost midnight and it's maybe dropped four or five degrees from when I last posted.
It's colder than a welldigger's @$$ (by our standards) between mid-late December and late February. It might get up to 70-something in the day but it can get near freezing at night, sometimes below. It snows once every ten years and you get to see snow on a cactus... but it lasts about half a day.
It's hilarious during the cold part of the year to see people from the Midwest, East Coast, etc. come in thinking it's going to be like Hawaii... all these young-20s tourist girls nearly nude in their 'clubwear' and middle-aged tourists running around in polo shirts and shorts... all shivering, cursing, angry that they were deceived. On New Years Eve I witnessed a girl from New York get hypothermia... her skirt was shorter than the sleeves on my t-shirt, and the five or six guys with her all had to take off their sportcoats and they practically had to truss her up in them and carry her into one of the casinos for medical attention. They must have stepped off the plane not but a few hours before I encountered them. Ironically enough, back in New York it was probably twenty bazillion degrees below zero. Guess they figured it would be a warm, tropical alternative to Times Square.
(Little known secret: I'm told the Strip outdoes Times Square, aside from the national TV coverage and the fact that New Years hits there before it does here.)
And don't worry, ya'll will get to laugh at me all you want once it hits late May. Between then and early-mid September I'll have my choice of barely making rent because of the AC bill or sleeping in the bathtub with ice packs on me and a wet towel around my neck. Right now my power bill is, like, 30 bucks a month because Hoover Dam makes it plentiful and cheap. Average bill, for, say, a couple of old retired farts living in a one bedroom apartment the size of mine can be upwards of... $250 on up. The oldsters require it to survive, unlike a young cat like me... but the bill will still be in the triple digits. So read that as: well under 50 bones when it's cool... into the triple digits when it ain't.
Sometimes the geezers can't pay up and Nevada Power cuts 'em off... and a few days later the neighbors call the city to complain about the stench... and when the Coroner shows up, the new guy pukes.
I moved here August 29th of 2005 and it was over 120 degrees. That's... like... interior-of-North-Africa weather. :eek: And it doesn't cool down at night; the only difference is that the sun isn't there to peel your flesh right off your bones or to worsen your eyesight.
It's a dry heat, sure, but when it's that frickin' hot it doesn't matter... at least according to the EastCoasters/Midwesterners that have relocated here.
People don't jog outside. And this is a place known for fitness addicts, just like L.A. The streets are deserted and the bums will only come out at night. Small children's bed times go from 8 p.m. to 4 a.m. during summer break (I am not joking!). You'll see family BBQs in the parks... but they will begin after sundown and go until 1 or 2 a.m. Kids don't go on playground equipment; they play in fountains/waterworks instead, though if the nearest park is too poor to have any of that then they don't go. I'm not exaggerating. That's how bad it gets.
