My son and I were over in Cockeysville and a sign said 104 degrees. I should go home. At least the whole house is air conditioned, not just some rooms. When we lived here, we tried a couple of times to get central air. It took several calls just to get someone to come and then they never called back. This happened twice.
I said that I would fix his pants for him, but I am going to take the machine to another room. I wish he had
called about that before I left. I would have brought my Sapphire, but I am stuck with my old piece of s**t Brother.
If this post looks odd, please remember , I am not at my usual computer.













