In the shrink-to-the-size-of-a-toddler zone?
So what you are saying is that it's all about size for you? Fine. I see how you are.
ND -- how much time do you need to set things up? By the way, the PA is $150 for the day
I can easily do the setup in about an hour. If we've got the PA for the day, why don't we ask for it to be set up two hours before we want to start and that way we've got plenty of breathing room.
This is news?
I'll still be standing over the AC vent. I'll have to use other methods to warm up the goods when they are called into action.
I hope this doesn't come across as picking on anyone in particular, it is a firmly entrenched opinion/position on energy and conservation that just happened to have been twanged by the discussion.
Whereas if I had given that rant, it just would've been because I prefer hot weather.
I'm torn. I want the warm weather, but right now, the top choice among my dresses for the prom is part velvet.
I guess I'll just hope there are two vents.
I guess I'll just hope there are two vents.
Big ones. Doesn't matter what I wear, I still get warm in a room full of people generating collective body heat. Which is fine, normally. Unless I'm trying to look nonchalantly fancy and non-melty. Which I will be. Trying to, anyway.
Eh. If the room's chilly, I'll throw a wrap on. If the room's hot, I'll change from leather to sleeveless silk. No big.
I have the world's least effective internal thermostat anyway. Add that to perimenopause, and trust me, there is no comfort zone, there is only Zool.
Actually, I hate being too hot, and humidity, YUCK. I think I'm right in your camp with the wacky internal thermostat, Deb. What is Zool? you mean the game?
Java, Zool is a Ghostbusters reference.
Heh. DX is correct: When Bill Murray goes over and finds Sigourney Weaver possessed by an ancient Sumerian spirit called Zool, Minion of Gozer, he demands to speak to Weaver's character, Dana. And this deep growly voice comes out of Weaver's face and says flatly: There is no Dana. There is only Zool.
For quite awhile after the 2000 sElection, my tagline was "There is no 43rd president of the United States of America; there is only Zool."