I thought my office smelled a little -- damp, would be the word. And fiddling with the thermostat some confirmed what I suspected, that the air conditioner wasn't working. I figured how to get my window open, although I couldn't just leave it open when I went out for lunch or the bathroom or so because there's that walkway around it. A few hours later a friend came around and asked, very worried, if I had any air conditioning; I had to reassure him that no, it wasn't just his office. He's a bit of a worrier. If you can believe my thermostat it was allegedly 27 Celsius in my office, but it really didn't feel anything like that. Maybe I've just gone native.
About 4 pm they sent out an e-mail saying that they were aware the air conditioning was out on the floor, and they had maintenance working on it -- they didn't say that any contractors had dug through any lines -- and recommended that those affected ``open your windows.'' Just in case you think academics can't handle real-world problems. They also appreciated our patience in the ``-ing problem''. I didn't think the problem was severe enough for bowdlerizing. A little after 5 it kicked on, anyway.
I noticed on the evening news that a prototype nanny robot has been unveiled in, yeah, Japan. All they showed it doing was lifting a dummy, but it looks like it should be good for anyone who wants their children tended by a robot who looks vaguely like Olive Oyl.
Trivia: Anders Celsius was inspired to make a more accurate thermomenter due to his frustration using available instruments while on a trip into the Arctic Circle to measure the curvature of the Earth. Source: Absolute Zero and the Conquest of Cold, Tom Shachtman.
Currently Reading: Anxious Decades: America in Prosperity and Depression, 1920-1941, Michael E Parrish.