My inner body temperature is really cold. I’m trying to keep the air around me somewhat warm without driving me into debt, but it’s hard. The temp outside is 9 degrees now. We warmed up to 30 midday and Piper and I hung out for a while in the garage enjoying the sun, but it’s plunging downward. I better turn the water on…
I can’t keep the house warm without burning through a ton of propane so I hunker down in my office with the electric space heater. I warm the house up for a bit with the Rinnai, but as soon as I turn it off, frigid!
Piper hangs out and plays with me here in the office for a while, but she soon bails for the bedroom where I keep the floor heater and the electric blanket running.
I remember a summer back in the seventies where I spent two weeks in Mexico and then two weeks in Hawaii, back to back. My inner core was very warm, skin was brown.
One day I was hitching out of Georgia, trying to get back to California, and this nerdy older guy picked me up driving a brand new Cadillac. As we’re cruising through the countryside he decides to pass another car.
Not good, he wasn’t using the right gear to do it, so I reached over and snapped his shift lever into what I’d noticed was a passing gear. Saved both our lives! He then pulled over, confessed he was a terrible driver, and asked me to take over.
I did. Driving has always been my thing. I know I have well over a million miles under my belt by now, approaching two!
We were heading to Houston and along the way we stopped at a Mexican restaurant for lunch. He bought because I didn’t have a dime in my pocket. Really…
Then he told me his story. He was a rocket scientist, recently hired by NASA, given a rental car and summoned to Houston. Over lunch he drew a diagram on a napkin illustrating how NASA planned to put a man on the moon. This guy was going to be part of the project! It still gives me a chill and I really wish I’d kept the napkin.
That was a good chill, this one sucks…