Ah crap! My hamburger went bad, looks like no Christmas chili cheese dogs! That's ok, the deer and raccoons will eat it (it wasn't totally bad, but I ain't gonna eat it!) I'll get more after Christmas and move the cheese-dog feastage to then. For now it's just regular dogs (hot dogs I mean).
When my furnace was on the fritz last year I spent a lot of time in a zero-degree rated sleeping bag, sitting in front of the computer or the TV as well as sleeping. I practically lived in it. And when you have to emerge, layer and bundle, then right back into the warmth-cocoon.
I go from the kotatsu (heated coffee table basically) to the computer desk with a desk heater (same thing). As long as your lower body is warm it keeps the rest of you pretty warm as well.
I have a kerosene heater that works pretty well, but I think I’ve spent more this month on kerosene than I have on the gas bill. It’s just been my good fortune the repair guys have been able to fix the furnace without too much hassle.
I also used a propane heater and made fires in the fireplace, but neither one lasted very long at a stretch. The fireplace would last about a half hour to an hour, longer if I would bring in load after load of wood, and I didn't run the propane heater more than about 15 minutes or until my throat started to feel scratchy, because the fumes build up in the air and can cause serious health problems. The same is true for a kerosene heater, so be careful. Eventually I stopped messing with both fireplace and propane heater and just used the sleeping bag.
When i was much younger I lived in a poorly insulated flat with night storage heaters that i couldn't afford to use. I spent every hour i was at home pretty much in a British army sleeping bag with sleeves, and a bottom that unzipped so that I could shuffle around to make tea or food
I keep the kerosene outside, and the heater sitting in an inoperable fireplace hearth. I cant build a fire, but the flue is still good.
Our place isn’t insulated either. The house was built in 1924; before they really accepted the idea of stuffing something in the walls to retain heat.
Oh man, I almost got one like that, called a tactical sleeping bag, and wish I had. I've resorted to hopping and clumsily shuffle-lurching at times while still in the bag.
This was twenty odd years ago... you can get better options now, like selk suits https://www.hygger.com/en/buy/index.html
I miss my woodstove when I lived in New Hampshire. 80 degrees in side, -20 outside. Never had to turn the heat on. Stacking and hauling 6 cords a year notwithstanding.
Someone's going to die tonight on the street. Cold, alone, and hungry. There will be no funeral, no remembrance. Just a morgue if they're lucky, and rats if they're not.
I submitted a short story to an online magazine in February. It was accepted in April. It was a not paying gig but a reputable (or so I thought) online magazine with traction and readers so I was excited. I worked with the editor to smooth it out in May and was told that the story was scheduled to appear in December. December arrived and it was not included. Confused, I emailed the editor to see if it had been pushed back to another month or something else came up. Nothing. Two weeks later, I followed up about it again. Still nothing. This feeling is 10000% worse than any rejection I've gotten.
CW: Car wreck Apparently someone was following too close and when I had to stop suddenly, bam. Everyone is ok, thank the gods. I am done with 2021. Get me off this trial run. Now. On a related note, I need to make sure this doesn’t make me afraid of driving cars.
When you search for 3-seater sofas and get page after page of these. I wouldn't mind but the descriptions for each actually says '3-seater'. How in the name of all that is shit is this a 3-seater????
I was thinking more along the lines of there's only... let me check again. Oh, yes! Two fucking seats!
