Well, it’s Montana, and dammit, it’s stupid cold, as tonight we reach TWENTY. BELOW. ZERO! I can’t believe that I’m back in this weather, but at least it’s 2006 and not 1906. I was informed tonight that heating oil can freeze, by my dad who had, of course, heard it from his grandfather. I can only imagine that the conversation went something like;
[Old Man]: Back in the Winter of Aught Six it got so cold we had to mix alcohol with our heating oil.
[Young Man]: To keep it from freezing?
[Old Man]: Hell no! ‘Cause it tastes like shit otherwise.