So the building I’m working in now is lovely. It looks out over the river in Austin, and from the top of the parking garage you can see miles of water, trees, and limestone. But it has one odd feature: a plexiglass enclosed tunnel that leads from the parking garage to the building proper. Now, I’m no architect, but it seems to me fairly obvious that building what is in effect a 60 foot long greenhouse is not the ideal solution to the shelter problem in a city that sports temperatures well above 100° on a regular basis. Already the ominous creak of the thermal stresses adds to the discomfort of being baked on your way in or out, and the temperature has yet to reach 90°. Perhaps I could leave a lunch of raw meat in there in the morning and have it cooked by noon.