Texas is in the midst of the most unusual weather phenomenom I have ever experienced. Our high today in the Houston-Galveston coastal area where I live was 81 degrees, a tempature that has not been seen in August since the 19th Century, when a volcano blew up and lowered temps all over the world. This has been going on for two weeks. The humidity is also non-existent. Usually at this time of year in Houston, it is 105 degrees with 90% humidity, and everyone here hides in their house until September. I usually park my convertible for the summer, because the heat and humidity will wreck your interior and fade your paint. Today I took old 83 280SL on a long top down tour of Galveston Bay. There was an unbelievable cool breeze blowing all day. Cool, and not a cloud in the sky. In addition, for some other unknown reason, the usual muddy and nasty looking ocean water that laps the beaches of Galveston turned a beautiful sea green without a hint of mud. People here all are acting like they just smoked a really big joint of the best Hawaiin. If there is a definition of Mercedes Benz heaven, today was it.