Fried Brains
Fried Blogger
Fried Eggs
Still working with my air conditioning company
on the repair of my attic truss they cut through
while installing new unit.
uh huh yep - of course....
Meanwhile fancy thermostat decided to
channel Frankenstein's monster and
spring to life,
"It's ALIVE"
as for two days
it has had the ability to raise itself
to higher temperatures
all by itself.
Frustrating yes, but the real
pain in the tuckus is that this thermostat
talks. Yep, weird male voice that announces
any action it performs.
Soooo no matter the time of day,
or night in this case,
you'll hear...
"81"
"82"
..."95"
It is 3 am and I am awakened
by Howie freaking out downstairs.
Howie is growling and running in circles and this
male voice is counting up
"93"
"94"
"95"
I nearly fall rushing down the stairs
half asleep hearing male voices.
So it's true like in scary movies.
Women DO run down to the
pitch black basement or
open the closet door to look behind...
( Not really, I knew it was the thermostat)
I discover Justice lying right at the base
under the swing gate at foot of the stairs.
To those who don't remember Justice is deaf.
The gate is to protect her from
falling up and down the stairs
as she is also 90% blind.
So I gently tap her on the head
and she startles and slams up into the gate
from underneath and RIPS all four screws
out of the wall, causing the gate to
crash down behind her.
She is terrified
but unhurt.
Howie views this
all as some attack from within
and promptly runs to chew
the side of the Ballard Design $$$
burlap tablecloth he munches on
when in distress.
HOWIE!!!!! NO!!!!
It is too damn hot for this....
hot enough to fry an egg,
well, you know
and if you don't here is a link on how to do it.
Seriously?
A link?
NUMEROUS LINKS
GET LIVES people!!!
Some mornings the world tilts off sideways
pretty early for me.
Blogger keeps sending me pink alert messages
that have nothing to do with anything I am doing.
ALERT- this space cannot be left blank
Huh?
118
117
116
115
Our red hot numbers this week.
Death Valley I heard hit 129.
People were driving there to have their
photos taken in front of a big thermometer.
Again..
Really people?
Risk your health and perhaps
blow up your car for a photo op?
Some people have fried brains.
Fried eggs
Fried Blogger
Fried Brains
True Blood and Falling Skies
are back
Newsroom is close..
coming back right before my signpost B-day.
I watch very little TV
so this is momentous.
As for me?
I have a working air conditioner.
Lots of iced tea
and eggs.
I'm good.
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