The humidity is going to be higher than the number of spirochetes swimming around in Lindsay Lohan’s bodily fluids.
There is also a chance of severe thunderstorms this afternoon, so if Schmoop’s basement is done flooding, there may be thunderstorm sex…
If I am able, that is. You see…
It was really busy at the Beer Mine yesterday as soon as I opened, and again from about 5 P.M until I closed at 9 P.M., but…
From about 1:30 to 4:30 or so, it was merely sporadic.
So, since it was a hot and sunny day, I sat out front much of the time soaking up some rays as I listened to the radio.
Needless to say, the Matt-Man’s head got a little fried…
My head is so fucking burnt that if my legs were white, I would look like an upside-down thermometer, however; my legs are not white.
My legs look like this…
Yeah…What wasn’t tan, is burnt because I wore “hot pants” to work Saturday. And, I got no good sweaty cleavage shots, merely uber-radiated skin and heartache.
To add insult to injury…When I arrived home all burnt, hot, and sweaty at 9:15 or so, the apartment was hotter than Kelsey’s Nuts.
Yes sports fans, our A/C which had run so well this summer, hit the shitter and kaputted.
We won’t have air until Monday at the earliest…and the heat won’t be abating anytime soon.
Alas, I am still making an amazing meal after I go see Ryno, but since it will be so damn hot in the digs, I’ll be using the crockpot.
I may take purty pitchers of the dish and show them to you on Monday.
And by Monday, if God is smiling upon us, our ace fix-it man Rob, will come up here and repair the air.
Amen, and Amen…
Catch up with ya all later today.
P.S. Longtime Bagwine Buddy, Dana is celebrating what I believe is her 57th Birthday today.
If you get a moment, please stop by her virtual digs and wish her a wunnerful day...before her eyes are too old to read the internets.
I thank you in advance. Happy Birthday Dana!!Update: Matt-Man, Boy Genius has fixed the problem. Although it has never been an issue with the A/C before, I had an instictive feeling to check our circuit breaker panel.
After initially flipping off and on the wrong circuit (which aren't fucking marked), I found the one that controls the A/C and sure enough, Bingo!! We have air thanks to moi.