Busted
I will obviously never learn. I talked yesterday on the show about ceiling fans and how they get greased up and ready to go, long before I consider firing up the AC. This morning I asked my wife if it was time to fire it up again, and she told me that the guy she shares workspace with heard my hard-headed approach, so no. Live by the (s)word, die by the (s)word. It’s gonna be hot at the old house tonight.