I was meant to be in Chicago today, so I had no plans for this particular Friday. The last few Fridays/weekends have been underwhelming because I was home and in bed with a fever and some medical mystery. The thought of remaining secluded for another weekend is depressing, but it's also one of the hottest and muggiest weeks of the summer so far. 103! 100! 98 and 99%humidity. YUCK! It's no fun to commute or exist in this muck.
To venture out or not to venture out. That was the question I posed to a friend earlier in the week
me: What shall I do on Friday? Where is the ac? Which museum will be cheapest?!
her: Maybe you can find a museum of air conditioners to visit and you can kill 2 birds with 1 stone!
Picture me going right to Google to find one. And, wouldn't you know it ... there is one. IN FLORIDA!
Thanks to RoadsideAmerica.com, I know now that I could visit Apalachicola, Florida and the John Gorrie Museum, a museum dedicated to the Man who invented Air Conditioning.
I guess an old postcard of a diorama at the museum reads: "Dr. John Gorrie points to the first air conditioner suspended from ceiling of sick room. A convection current of air piped from above passing over an ice filled vessel was cooled by the melting ice. Then he invented the ice making machine."
So, while I won't be visiting Florida today, I will be thanking Dr. Gorrie for his invention--I mean inventions!
Viva la ice machine. Viva la air conditioning.
Please let there be no brown/black-outs!
UPDATED: I didn't end up going anywhere after all. No energy. No money. No drive to leave my own apartment beyond visiting the local 711 for icey Diet Coke. Somedays it's an effort even to get up... This was one of those days.
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