Yesterday afternoon, the air conditioner totally quit. I mean, every whatchamacallit in the whole system froze up or burnt out. Our friendly AC guy Brent had been trying to sell me a new system for more than a year, so he was Johnny-on-the-spot with the installers. They almost got it done but about nine p.m. needed something they didn't have, so they left. Said they'd be back about nine or ten o'clock today. Maybe by the time the temp hits 100 today, I can close the windows and turn off the ceiling fans.
At the book club meeting, I borrowed Barbara's copy of Cleopatra: A Life, and I've started reading it. The Pharos lighthouse at Alexandria was taller than the Saturn V rocket. The picture is a modern image based on the ancient descriptions. The mosaic is ancient, referring to the top of the structure with a statue of Poseidon. They don't identify the other guy up there.
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This is not good. If you don't have ac soon, come down here. This heat is brutal.
Call me if it's not fixed soon!
I saw that truck in your driveway last night, then saw it in the very same spot this morning. Wondered if it was an air-conditioner failure or an impromptu affair. Sorry to hear it's the former.
Oh--I haven't had an impromptu affair since Watergate, or thereabouts.
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