A semi-daily chronicle of my life as a musician, a family man, and a citizen of Oregon.

Jul 11, 2007


On probably the hottest day of the year in Portland, when temperatures went well over 100 degrees, my air conditioner broke.

Even though I didn't have air conditioning for the first twenty-eight years of my life, this was quite a malady. Today the repair guy is coming over to fix either the fan motor or the capacitator. What's a capacitator? I don't know. That's why the guy is coming over.

Wish me luck and a low, low repair bill.