
"You didn't like it?" I said.
"Um ... too cold," he said.
I didn't know what to say. He meant that the ice had made his drink too cold?
Janet saw my consternation and spoke up. "He means that it's too cold in here to drink a cold drink!" She said this from under her favorite wool blanket.
Oops. I've more or less made myself the furnace director in our house, and I favor a low setting. and I was wearing a sweater and using the laptop (which heats up one's one laptop). I guess I went too far ... er, too low ... on the thermostat.
Janet is used to this (hence the blanket). But not Ames. Sorry, pal!
Keith, Ya Goof!
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