Crematoria
Last night as I was finishing up at work and preparing to head out to study at my local coffee shop*slash*book store, the Bunny Phone rang.
Urgent message for the bunnyman!
The compressor fan on the air conditioner, aka HVAC, had gone kaput. What's the ac repair guy's number? Have to look it up when I get home.
If it weren't for the cat children, I wouldn't be too worried about it.
The evenings are still pleasant.
In the upper 70s.
And though I no longer feel 100% safe leaving my windows open at night, we did any way with the box fans running.
Was very pleasant.
Almost as pleasant as when Zelda and I slept and made love on the floor under the open windows in her apartment on her last night there.
Then it was in the upper 60s.
Sleeping with the windows open, cool breezes and city noises drifting in, reminds me of vacations in Tulsa at my grammy's when I was a child.
That house, built in the 40s, was designed for natural ventilation.
Windows were large and double hung. (Sorry ladys, they don't build them like they used too...)
Up high off the ground for security and privacy, and...well, to catch the air. Each room had two windows, on ajoining walls.
At night it was the race way and police cars. With the sounds of birds and the bright sun streaming in through the curtains in the morning.
So nice.
*************
The weather is supposed to reach the 100 mark by Thursday of this week. Along with RED OZONE ALERT days starting yesterday. *It's recomended that you don't breathe if you don't have too* As of today, it's only Tueday, and only going to reach 97F.
*********
This house was designed in the late 60s early 70s when Air Conditioning was to be the new Great Answer.
Like most new homes, it has asthma so to speak. Doesn't breathe well.(Hmmm... increase of the Man Made,
increase of breathing problems in Man...)
But who'd have thunk that it would still be so nice this late in June in Texas?
(We cave dwellers have forgotten that life isn't as bad as we might believe. We don't always need technology, *gasp!*)
Karlthebunny signing off from Crematoriun, Dallas.
Urgent message for the bunnyman!
The compressor fan on the air conditioner, aka HVAC, had gone kaput. What's the ac repair guy's number? Have to look it up when I get home.
If it weren't for the cat children, I wouldn't be too worried about it.
The evenings are still pleasant.
In the upper 70s.
And though I no longer feel 100% safe leaving my windows open at night, we did any way with the box fans running.
Was very pleasant.
Almost as pleasant as when Zelda and I slept and made love on the floor under the open windows in her apartment on her last night there.
Then it was in the upper 60s.
Sleeping with the windows open, cool breezes and city noises drifting in, reminds me of vacations in Tulsa at my grammy's when I was a child.
That house, built in the 40s, was designed for natural ventilation.
Windows were large and double hung. (Sorry ladys, they don't build them like they used too...)
Up high off the ground for security and privacy, and...well, to catch the air. Each room had two windows, on ajoining walls.
At night it was the race way and police cars. With the sounds of birds and the bright sun streaming in through the curtains in the morning.
So nice.
*************
The weather is supposed to reach the 100 mark by Thursday of this week. Along with RED OZONE ALERT days starting yesterday. *It's recomended that you don't breathe if you don't have too* As of today, it's only Tueday, and only going to reach 97F.
*********
This house was designed in the late 60s early 70s when Air Conditioning was to be the new Great Answer.
Like most new homes, it has asthma so to speak. Doesn't breathe well.(Hmmm... increase of the Man Made,
increase of breathing problems in Man...)
But who'd have thunk that it would still be so nice this late in June in Texas?
(We cave dwellers have forgotten that life isn't as bad as we might believe. We don't always need technology, *gasp!*)
Karlthebunny signing off from Crematoriun, Dallas.
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