Tower of Power

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This new office I'm in really holds the heat, as they say. It's on the opposite side of the building from where I used to sit, but there must be another factor at work here because even though I keep the blinds closed all the time, it's remarkably warm in there. A) The building air conditioning is always a bit cranky so everybody is warm, not just me. B) I'm overweight and middle-aged.

So in the throes of sweatiness a few weeks ago I hopped online and ordered me one of them wind towers from Walmart.com. Forty bucks, no shipping to the local store. Naturally, the climate immediately cooled off. But lucky for me, last week it got warm again.

That thing you see pictured above, is a beauty, I tell ya! It's a full body fan, as opposed to the face-only micro fan I had been using previously. It has 3 speeds but low is perfect. (High sent papers flying around my office like a ticker-tape parade.) It oscillates but I like it on me, because, as with all of life, it's all about me, all the time.

The best part. Are you ready? It has a remote control! Seriously. A remote control that *I* get to hold and use and caress. I'm drunk with power.

I was telling Steve how strong the fan is and he told me not to get any ideas about getting one for our bedroom because we'd have to tether Reggi & Verona to the bed, lest they get blown away. Even though we have central air, I often have a small fan going at night. I've noticed on the nights when I don't turn it on, sometimes Steve does. Either we're both overweight and middle-aged or we're both used to the "white noise" it produces. Might come in handy when Simon moves home since he comes and goes at all hours.

Yep, got me one of them "Category 5" wind towers. Life is good.

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