Hot, hot, hotter than Hell....

So my standing Monday walking date with my friend got cancelled because it was a hundred and sixteen fucking degrees today. What the hell? San Diego costs a fortune because we have a "temperate" climate that everyone wants to live in . I'm saying if the climate is no longer temperate, then the cost of living should go down! It was hotter here than Vegas! And THEN........my air conditioner broke.

Remember back in the day when the TV broke and your dad gave it a smack to fix it? (Maybe your parents weren't handy like that.)  Well that's how I fixed the AC.  A couple of months ago it went on the blink and started blowing air temperature air. I called the guy who installed it and he sent out his lackey. Well the lackey was a Very Nice guy and explained to me the problem. He said, Try this before you call next time to save the 65 dollar visit. But I forgot what he said to try. What I Did remember is after he said it, I said, Oh yeah, like back in the day when your dad would kick the TV and it would work!

So I was starting to flip out because it was 85 and rising in the house and over a hundred outside. My wife is like, What did he do to fix it, and my brain is melting and I can't think. And she's like, Oh let's just call them and I'm remembering how it's going to cost More this time. And I'm starting to have an anxiety attack. So she gets an ice pack and puts it on my neck. And I go outside and kick the AC.

Fixed.