Oof. Being in your 30s sucks for several reasons, including the fact that staying up until 6 a.m. quaffing whatever is left in the house (and playing darts) just plain knocks a 30's-something person out for a few.
So, here I sit at work, not blogging about the election, though I'd like to do so. This is going to be a three cups of coffee kind of day.
But in regards to our purportedly Worst Place on Earth to Live*, Squarebanks, what the hell is going on with people idling their cars right now? I broke my rule of never shopping on a Sunday afternoon yesterday and there were at least a dozen cars left running while people shopped.
At 40 below, that is acceptable behavior. At current temps, it is wasteful, polluting, and completely unnecessary. What gives? Are we sissifying up here and unable to jump into a car that's not preheated? Or is this some kind of herd thing where people all follow suit after one bozo does something?
*According to The Absolutely Worst Places to Live in America. Of Fairbanks, Gilmartin writes, "Take the most horrible place you’ve ever been, then subtract the sun." I'm pretty sure some other Alaskan has blogged about this already, but for the life of me, and because of the whole 30-something year brain damage thing, I can't remember who. Apologies.
** Snowmiser courtesy of www.biggerboat.com.