Wes looked up and down the shimmery street, imagining a world without air conditioning. Desolate, he thought, depopulated—hot and empty and left to what passed for nature. —"Bad Guts” So the AC in my car went out last week, and it was—unpleasant. After a couple of days I got motivated and took the car in to be repaired, and after I picked it up yesterday—a couple of thousand dollars closer to poverty—I reflected on what a fucking good thing air conditioning is. When I moved to Texas in 1978 I drove a 75 Chevy Custom Deluxe pickup—a much-beloved vehicle, nicknamed “The Beast,” that had no air conditioning!
"Air conditioning! Air conditioning!"
"Air conditioning! Air conditioning!"
"Air conditioning! Air conditioning!"
Wes looked up and down the shimmery street, imagining a world without air conditioning. Desolate, he thought, depopulated—hot and empty and left to what passed for nature. —"Bad Guts” So the AC in my car went out last week, and it was—unpleasant. After a couple of days I got motivated and took the car in to be repaired, and after I picked it up yesterday—a couple of thousand dollars closer to poverty—I reflected on what a fucking good thing air conditioning is. When I moved to Texas in 1978 I drove a 75 Chevy Custom Deluxe pickup—a much-beloved vehicle, nicknamed “The Beast,” that had no air conditioning!