Not that this is a monumental revelation, but I’ve finally made this connection regarding weather-related comfort (or lack thereof):

In summer, it’s not the heat, it’s the humidity.

In winter, it’s not the cold, it’s the wind chill.

Seems straightforward. Although it seems to elude most people, at least when it comes to expressing the concepts in common phraseology: While the heat maxim carries much Google juice, the cold one hardly registers at all. More people like to bitch during the summer, apparently.


As if second-hand smoke wasn’t enough of a stealth health hazard, now “third-hand smoke” has been identified as an even more pervasive silent killer.

It’s more of an invisible killer — more smoke-like than actually smoke.

While the concept of second-hand smoke caught on and led to changes in smoker behavior — mainly physical removal outdoors to smoke or directing exhalation toward a window — I don’t see similar success in promoting third-hand smoke. If you don’t see it, it’s not going to be considered an immediate-enough nuisance for anyone to, say, jump in the shower right after puffing up. Everyone already knows how toxic tobacco is anyway — the unseen residue isn’t going to convince anyone to further shift their habits.