My furnace has been acting a bit quirky recently but kept the house warm so I left it alone. The low last night was about 7 below zero (that minus 22 to you using the froggy measurements) and this morning the dogs woke us up by jumping into the bed. While my cheapskate wife keeps it cool in the house during the winter when I crawled out I found that it was 47 degrees in the house. My 18 year old furnace is no longer supported, and the required parts are no longer available, so a new one is being installed right now. While that is certainly no fun it is good to have friends in the HVAC business. I had to park the bike outside so they could get through the garage to swap them out. I hope the Blue Streak doesn't hold a grudge.

We all like to think of ourselves as rugged individualists. But when push comes to shove most of us are sheep who do what we are told. Worst of all, a lot of us become unpaid agents of whoever is controlling the agenda by enforcing the current dogma on the few rugged individualists who actually exist.