It is a hundred million degrees here in the city, which means, for those of you who don’t know, things get a little… off. In a good (but weird) way. New York is empty, for starters, but the New Yorkers that are still here, well, we inhabit the city in a quiet, heat-induced daze.  We roam the sidewalks at a snail’s pace so as to not to break a sweat. We use the oppressive heat as a valid (and widely accepted) excuse for being late to work, and for wearing whatever weird ensemble might keep us coolest. We drink bottle after bottle of rose under the pretense of ‘keeping cool.’ Our email inboxes sit empty for minutes, if not whole hours, and it seems nary a day passes where something totally bizarre happens. A blackout, maybe, or, say, a cab driving into the side of our building for absolutely no good reason.

Which, as you can, see was our Totally Bizarre Event of this hot day. We felt/ heard a creepily and impossibly loud noise whilst sitting at our desks (whilst working hard, we swear!), sent our interns downstairs to investigate and this what they came back with.

What’s next, we wonder? (And no, no one was hurt.)