After the shoebox oil change debacle (previous post), I was ready for some smooth sailing. But now, I have a dear friend under the weather. At 3 am this morning, my wife woke me, asking me what this howling, screeching sound was. I thought it was the water pipes, but it turned out to be my beer cooler. It has been a source of comfort & joy and it highly distresses me to think about life without it. I've dropped a note to the Canadian manufacturer, to see if it can be fixed. Otherwise, the upstairs fridge is going to get a lot fuller for a while.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Kick me while I'm down
After the shoebox oil change debacle (previous post), I was ready for some smooth sailing. But now, I have a dear friend under the weather. At 3 am this morning, my wife woke me, asking me what this howling, screeching sound was. I thought it was the water pipes, but it turned out to be my beer cooler. It has been a source of comfort & joy and it highly distresses me to think about life without it. I've dropped a note to the Canadian manufacturer, to see if it can be fixed. Otherwise, the upstairs fridge is going to get a lot fuller for a while.
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3 comments:
bummer. and the teacher in me has to say, more full - not fuller ;-)
more fuller than I usta could. Sorry eDBiLLy...long live the beer fridge!
Chit...I mean eDLoNNie...sorry...maybe one too many Dos Equis in Memphis...
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