Not to get all "End Hits Action News Team" on you, but here is the weather report for this weekend:


Good lord. Now take those temperatures and factor in the sweltering Rotture space (hot as sin, no air conditioning), plus the massive crowds from PDX Pop Now!, and we have a recipe for the sweatiest weekend ever! Remember to hydrate, kids.

If I was a budding entrepreneur this weekend would be a fantastic time to sling some ice cream—or supersoakers, those cute misting fans, giant blocks of ice—down in the SE industrial district. If I show up and all I see is that damned pink Voodoo Doughnuts truck (nothing sounds worse on a near-triple digit temperature day than eating a warm maple bar), I will be very disappointed.