RiverDave
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So my old riverhouse was built in 1976... I remember when I was younger (with no awnings out back) that house was like a freakin ice box.. The temp was always set on 72, and it didn't matter if Satan himself was visiting Parker, and turned the temps up to the 120's, the house remained 72..
I can remember with distinct clarity actually being cold when coming in from outside, and if you went swimming before... Forget about it... You'd likely die from Hypothermia before you reached the thermostat..
So around the age of 16 years old I had this chick I'm dating and it's summertime.. So we being the responsible kids that we were take off to the river for a couple of days.. Well as it turns out she had not told her parents that we were going to the river for a couple of days but rather some sleep over dealio or something I dunno.. Her mom freaks when she finds out that she's not where ever she said she was, ends up tracking down my parents and goes ballistic.
The phone rings at the river house and who would be on the other end of the line but my father.. Now my pops didn't so much care that I took off to the river for a couple of days, but he was mildly irate about this crazy lady in the entry way screaming (literally I could hear her in the background) about how I kidnapped her daughter and how her daughter would never do anything like this or something.. The words "Get your ass home now" were said.
I killed the lights, locked up the house and took off for home.. Forgetting to put the thermostat back to 88 degrees like we always do when we are away. It was particularly hot that summer, and we didn't go for the next month or two for whatever reason (I think we were going to mexico or something I dunno..).
So fast forward a month to a month and a half, and we show up, and the house is clearly not 88 degrees upon entry.. It is hotter than the surface of the sun, the air conditioner at some point had taken a shit. Now for those that don't know what happens at the river when an A/C unit takes a shit, and it's exceptionally hot (like July / Aug), let me fill you in.. 1st the refridgerator takes a shit, because it can't exchange heat.. So chaulk me up for a fridge.. 2nd any wood that was in the house that hadn't been oiled (ever) also swells & cracks.. so chaulk me up for some of the furniture (not all, but most of it).. Then it gets so god damn hot during one of the days that it actually cracks the glass on all the art that is hanging on the walls.. Chaulk me up for all new frames / glass. Then finally there's always that little matter of the A/C unit up on the roof.
Needless to say pops was less than impressed with this whole program. My argument in defense though is to say.. How do we know it wasn't gonna take a shit at 88 degrees as well? Seems to me like the unit was on it's way out.. I'll admit here publicly I never did sack up and say that.. Even at 16 I knew I wasn't beyond the scope of the belt.. Or atleast I didn't think i was.. LOL
RD
I can remember with distinct clarity actually being cold when coming in from outside, and if you went swimming before... Forget about it... You'd likely die from Hypothermia before you reached the thermostat..
So around the age of 16 years old I had this chick I'm dating and it's summertime.. So we being the responsible kids that we were take off to the river for a couple of days.. Well as it turns out she had not told her parents that we were going to the river for a couple of days but rather some sleep over dealio or something I dunno.. Her mom freaks when she finds out that she's not where ever she said she was, ends up tracking down my parents and goes ballistic.
The phone rings at the river house and who would be on the other end of the line but my father.. Now my pops didn't so much care that I took off to the river for a couple of days, but he was mildly irate about this crazy lady in the entry way screaming (literally I could hear her in the background) about how I kidnapped her daughter and how her daughter would never do anything like this or something.. The words "Get your ass home now" were said.
I killed the lights, locked up the house and took off for home.. Forgetting to put the thermostat back to 88 degrees like we always do when we are away. It was particularly hot that summer, and we didn't go for the next month or two for whatever reason (I think we were going to mexico or something I dunno..).
So fast forward a month to a month and a half, and we show up, and the house is clearly not 88 degrees upon entry.. It is hotter than the surface of the sun, the air conditioner at some point had taken a shit. Now for those that don't know what happens at the river when an A/C unit takes a shit, and it's exceptionally hot (like July / Aug), let me fill you in.. 1st the refridgerator takes a shit, because it can't exchange heat.. So chaulk me up for a fridge.. 2nd any wood that was in the house that hadn't been oiled (ever) also swells & cracks.. so chaulk me up for some of the furniture (not all, but most of it).. Then it gets so god damn hot during one of the days that it actually cracks the glass on all the art that is hanging on the walls.. Chaulk me up for all new frames / glass. Then finally there's always that little matter of the A/C unit up on the roof.
Needless to say pops was less than impressed with this whole program. My argument in defense though is to say.. How do we know it wasn't gonna take a shit at 88 degrees as well? Seems to me like the unit was on it's way out.. I'll admit here publicly I never did sack up and say that.. Even at 16 I knew I wasn't beyond the scope of the belt.. Or atleast I didn't think i was.. LOL
RD