What air conditioning feels like: Alcoholism, That One Sears Commercial, and Dives In Hell

This year’s marked the first time I’ve lived in a house with air conditioning since I was a teenager in the Midwest, and the last few days have provided me with the first opportunity to actually use it, since it’s finally been sunny and warm-bordering-on-hot (79 the day before yesterday) and Grace has been out of town. (Does it surprise you to learn th…

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