I am back. Not much new to report. I am another day older, not necessarily wiser. I did breakdown yesterday in the heat and try the A/C in the Beast (my father in law's, I take no ownership of it, Impala, that I am driving). We have had the car about a year and a half and I have not even tried to use the A/C. As much as I like the car A/C, I prefer the moving wind. Besides, unless I am in a suit or going somewhere "special", I find that I do not use the A/C.
Anyway, I am coming home yesterday, when I thought I would give it a try. It was like a fucking Santa Ana wind blowing in my face. For those who do not know Santa Anas are hot, dry winds in California that just help fan those brushfires, making those firefighters with all their heavy gear even hotter. The Western Canadian version, the Chinook, tends to flow east from the Rockies to Calgary in the winter. That is why they can get up to 70 degrees and then when it stops fall back below zero.
I had the Santa Ana blowing on me. I soon chose the windows down. Okay, I kept it on long enough to soak my shirt in my own sweat (I have never wanted to try wearing a wet shirt drenched in somebody else's sweat). It made me appreciate the home A/C all the more.
That is my message on this monumentous, at least for me, day, appreciate all that you have and do not dwell on what you do not have.
Ciao!
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