morning conversation

me: the weasels were panting yesterday.

b.h.: why?

me: it was about ninety degrees in here. maybe i should try the A/C since it's supposed to be about fifteen degrees hotter outside today. i think it's broken, though.

b.h.: why do you think it's broken?

me: i turned it on when i was in a sick and feverish state, and it wasn't blowing cold air.

(i'm then standing on the bed with my hand over the vent trying to decide if the air is cold.)

me: it feels colder than i remember it. maybe i'm crazy. are the chances greater that i'm crazy or that the A/C is not blowing cold air?

(utter silence)