I'll get it fixed tomorrow.
Six weeks ago the A/C quit in the Jeep, but we had just got back from Fla, so I counted my blessings and drove with the windows down.
Four months ago the A/C quit on the hoopty, but that's the least of its problems.
Tonight we're back home. It's after 10 o'clock, the outside temp is 84 degrees (after a high of 96), there's not a breath of breeze and the heat index is 91.
Luckily Mrs. Bravedave bought the last fan at WalMart. We'll all camp out in the family room and share the breeze of the fan.
All I can do is keep thinking about those men and women in uniform serving in the sandbox. They gotta be hot too.
How hot are you?
(I mean looks)













