Thursday, August 7, 2008


It's friggin' 63˚ outside and my neighbors have their air conditioner running! It's drowning out the frogs, crickets and other more pleasant night sounds of late summer. I didn't have to listen to air-conditioning the entire time we were on Rock Island, so it bugs me even more. Aaarrrghghgh!

1 comment:

Suzy said...

WTF, indeed. It is nothing short of absurd. It is a pleasantly cool morning, the way August is, with teensy hints of fall (Noooo!) in the air -- and I know that any minute it will come on, sounding like a refrigerator on its last legs. We need to talk to them.