It's a nice air conditioner, Dave, but you're kind of defeating the purpose of this sweat lodge.
I get it, I get it. You really get used to the way the Sharp Portable Air Conditioner cools down a warm room. It just, you know, makes a little less sense when the room is supposed to be warm.
Nobody enjoys sitting around the house sweating, I hear you. But we came here precisely so we could sweat. I mean, it's right there in the name "sweat lodge". The intense heat and steam is supposed to produce visions of deep meaning and spiritual intensity. The way that Sharp Portable Air Conditioner is pumping out the cool air, I can barely get a little underarm dampness going, let alone get in touch with my inner trickster coyote.
Don't worry about it at this point, I guess. Just maybe leave the air conditioner at home the next time our souls embark on a sacred odyssey of self-discovery. And hey, could you turn off that boombox? I like Kelly Clarkson as much as the next guy, but it's not really helping the whole spiritual-type vibe.