I felt weak.
I had to turn on the air conditioning last night. More for the humidity than the heat, but still. When I was a kid we ran around all day in the brutal, miserable heat,often sprawled in glades of poison oak and ivy, and then crawled into beds soaking with sweat and slept like babies.
The wife and daughter were uncomfortable, though they can apparently deal with the heat better than can I. But I did it predominantly for them.
That’s my story and I’m sticking with it.
I will freely admit that I need air conditioning to live.
I damn near died on my honeymoon. Florida in September 2000, temps between 95-100 daily, humidity to match. No. Thank. You.
My grandfather bought air conditioning for a cat who’d taken a tumble in the dryer, so you’re clear by my standards.
I had to get married and leave home to get AC. The week after I moved my Dad had central air installed. I guess he thought I was full of hot air…or something.
I think it was cooler then. At least that is what I keep telling myself :-)
It’s all that there globalcoolingglobalwarningglobalclimatechanging going on…
WTF, I never hesitate to turn the AC on if it’s too hot in the bunker. It’s ridiculous to have it and not use it.
That’s what civilization is about! Just think of all the legions of people who had to suffer throughout history because they didn’t have access to electricity and freon!
AC is “cold, dead fingers” technology as far as I’m concerned.
I’m just a cheap bastard. I hate to spend the money.
Same here; but oh, Lord, is it nice when you need it!