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Apr. 10th, 2011 11:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have installed the air conditioner. I FEEL LIKE A GOD.
And everyone who's about to tell me I installed it to early, I know. But it's like the surface of a very humid sun outside, and I'm not going to drown in my own sweat while trying to sleep tonight.
There's a maxim that states that the first slice of pizza a child eats will define pizza for them for the rest of their life (there's a second that says the best hamburger you ever eat will define hamburgers for you, but that's another story). The first urban swamp summer I ever spent -- truly humid, unpleasant, and hot all summer -- was in Boston, and when weather like this hits I can't help but think of it. I adored Boston, was effortlessly happy there despite being dirt poor, but holy fuck it was hot. Even now, when I walk past an open shop door and feel air conditioning blow out of it briefly as I pass, I flash back to Downtown Crossing. Philadelphia was like that too, and don't even get me started on Austin, but Boston came first, and Boston's what I think of.
That was also the summer of the great New York blackout, where Boston was the only city on the eastern seaboard with power, because we had our own grid. I swear to you guys I have a guardian deity and s/he was working overtime that week. (On the other hand, our grid out in Jamaica Plain went down for a half hour around three in the afternoon every day, because too many AC window units were running.)
Anyway, my air conditioner's extensions don't quite fill the window and can't be screwed down because the frame is metal and I'm not allowed to put holes in it, so I use duct tape to keep them extended and fill the quarter-inch gaps all the way around. I had exactly enough duct tape to finish the job this time around. It might look trashy, but I guarantee no bugs will be getting through The Silver Barrier.
Bet you didn't think I could write a whole blog post on air conditioning, did you? MWAHAHAHAHAHA.
And everyone who's about to tell me I installed it to early, I know. But it's like the surface of a very humid sun outside, and I'm not going to drown in my own sweat while trying to sleep tonight.
There's a maxim that states that the first slice of pizza a child eats will define pizza for them for the rest of their life (there's a second that says the best hamburger you ever eat will define hamburgers for you, but that's another story). The first urban swamp summer I ever spent -- truly humid, unpleasant, and hot all summer -- was in Boston, and when weather like this hits I can't help but think of it. I adored Boston, was effortlessly happy there despite being dirt poor, but holy fuck it was hot. Even now, when I walk past an open shop door and feel air conditioning blow out of it briefly as I pass, I flash back to Downtown Crossing. Philadelphia was like that too, and don't even get me started on Austin, but Boston came first, and Boston's what I think of.
That was also the summer of the great New York blackout, where Boston was the only city on the eastern seaboard with power, because we had our own grid. I swear to you guys I have a guardian deity and s/he was working overtime that week. (On the other hand, our grid out in Jamaica Plain went down for a half hour around three in the afternoon every day, because too many AC window units were running.)
Anyway, my air conditioner's extensions don't quite fill the window and can't be screwed down because the frame is metal and I'm not allowed to put holes in it, so I use duct tape to keep them extended and fill the quarter-inch gaps all the way around. I had exactly enough duct tape to finish the job this time around. It might look trashy, but I guarantee no bugs will be getting through The Silver Barrier.
Bet you didn't think I could write a whole blog post on air conditioning, did you? MWAHAHAHAHAHA.
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Date: 2011-04-10 04:53 pm (UTC)Bet you didn't think I could write a whole blog post on air conditioning, did you? MWAHAHAHAHAHA.
Haven't you done it before?
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Date: 2011-04-10 10:09 pm (UTC)On the other hand, both places are likely to rain sideways and make umbrellas pretty darn useless.
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Date: 2011-04-11 09:12 pm (UTC)Or is this just what we tell ourselves in between the heat waves and the blizzards, "We'd miss it if we left," to keep ourselves from moving to Florida?
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Date: 2011-04-12 08:38 am (UTC)Of all the permanently migrated snowbirds I've talked to, my parents included, the only thing people seem to miss is having all the trees turn bright colors at the same time. People will occasionally get nostalgic for freshly fallen snow, but then they recall how it looks after two weeks. And besides, if you really want snow, you can drive an hour and a half to the mountains for a day. And you don't have to shovel the walk.
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Date: 2011-04-12 12:23 pm (UTC)Also, I love your icon. The otter! Hah! *laughs at bad puns*
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Date: 2011-04-12 01:01 pm (UTC)I don't know the rhythms of Ireland yet, but I'm learning to expect daffodils and cherry blossoms, exam weather, and slanted sunlight.
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Date: 2011-04-12 01:04 pm (UTC)I believe they had a tee shirt at one point. :)
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Date: 2011-04-10 08:25 pm (UTC)http://vivianmaier.blogspot.com/ is a blog by a guy who picked up one unknown female photographer's entire life work at an auction without knowing what it was. She was a 'street photographer' in Chicago from the 50s to the 90s, and I thought of you when I stumbled upon the site.
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Date: 2011-04-12 02:58 am (UTC)(I thought I'd go with the trend)
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Date: 2011-04-10 10:56 pm (UTC)So yeah, totally impressed with you for your air-conditioner-installation-fu.
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Date: 2011-04-11 07:23 am (UTC)Ah, spring.
Also, if that pizza thing is true then my kid is already spoiled for takeout pizza for life.
I find this thought rather pleasing.
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Date: 2011-04-12 10:53 am (UTC)Hmmm, I dunno. The first pizza I ever had was in Iceland and then we moved to the States and the pizza wasn't much better. Then my parents lucked out and got a really good placement in Italy (where they'd always wanted to go back to, having met there). And when my parents first told us about the move, one of the things they said was, "You'll never really be able to eat pizza again anywhere else."
And they were right. Eating Italian pizza really changed what pizza I will eat into practically tolerating none of it.