Will is Cool but the Company that Repaired his AC is not

Good morning, Stroock's Books supplicants. The obeisance will begin. 

The AC works just fine. 'How are things in the freeze box?' asked our grognard. The company that (in our opinion) refused to repair the system they installed in a timely manner was Gold Medal Service, average 2/5 stars, BBB review. Reading reviews we see the same problems we encountered. We'll have more to say about Gold Medal Service tomorrow. And BTW, management still hasn't called us. 

Cardio at the gym yesterday. We had been toying with the idea of running again. But as soon as we walked into the gym we said, 'Na.' We should add a fourth activity though. Back to the Stairmaster? Meh. We remain 237 pounds. 

Israel Radar thinks Bibi is laying the groundwork for wrapping up things in Gaza. In the meantime, keep bombing. Israel and Syria are negotiating peace. We can't imagine the Israelis would ever consider giving up the Golan. So we see such. See 'having the whip hand' in your negotiating dictionary. Just do whatever Bismarck says. Were Syria to give up Golan claims, it might mark the end of Arab delusions about Israel. Exit question: how does a Jolani led Syria benefit from peace with Israel?

A long article in The Times of Israel about Operation Rising Lion, the how and most importantly, the why. Read the why. Absolutely chilling. Terrifying. Reminder, avoid ebullience. Avoid complacency. Beware victory disease. Reader(s) strongly urged to click on over. 

Summer 1995, our second summer in Washington. First, let's set the scene. After three years we have left Wesley College. We got sick of the place and wanted to transfer to a bigger, better school. We applied to the University of Delaware which our girlfriend attended, George Washington University, our first choice, and a non-Jesuit university in Washington DC. We didn't get into GW, we got into UD but turned them down, and transferred to the non-Jesuit university. This was a huge mistake. We should have gone to UD. But that's not really important to the story of the summer of 1995. 

Our last semester at Wesley ended in mid-May. We drove up to UD and spent the night at our girlfriend's dorm (she's sleeping upstairs as we write this). The next day she dropped us off at Philadelphia airport for a flight to Kentucky. An uncle there died. 

After returning we spent the next month at home. Not much happened between late May and late June. There's little to remember. We took a couple of trips back down to Delaware to visit our girlfriend, brought her back to NY with us once, and got together with a few friends. We saw Braveheart. Mostly we just waited for our Senate internship to begin. 

We're 21 years old, but home is still home. We'll spend the first month of that summer at our parent's house, eating dinner in the same old kitchen, sleeping in our old room. We still have posters on the wall. This is our last summer at home, though we don't realize it. We basically move out that August and we'll spend the summer of 1996 taking classes in DC, creative writing and stats. We fail the latter twice, thus building momentum for important events to come.

DOGE report: Okay...we worked on the Battle of Los Banos and we read through the first chapter of World War 1990: Thatcher's War. This was our first really good day in at least a week.