I see that the Maunder Minimum has arrived in Madison. But have no fear, it is Bush's fault and the gifted One is hard at work to bring government control over the climate by this time next year. The sun will soon have to bow to the EPA just as soon as Obama and Pelosi have sacrificed our economic lives to it.The secret is driving out the coal demons and the oil/gas demons, and living in windmill heaven. The population of the USA will then adjust to its new energy rations by mostly disappearing.
That first comment was spam, with a spam link, so I deleted it. But the text amused me: "Very nice.......I'm sure it will help many people..... so I love it........."
Icicle icicle icicle I want to ride my icicle icicle icicle I want to ride my icicle I want to ride my ike I want to ride my icicle I want to ride it where I like.
It looks like blood dripping down, blue blood dripping down. I grew up in a pretty wealthy community, and it was full of iced cold blue blood. It wasn't dripping down, however.
Second Paco's statement. They are beautiful, but can create an ice dam that can lead to roof leaks.
We were supposed to have a big snow storm over the weekend and, dissapointinly, all we got was a lot of rain. The midwest is getting our usual winter (snow, ice, freezing temperatures0 and we are getting a much warmer than normal winter.
Once long ago in the deep south we had an ice storm and my then wife and I looked from our bed through a similar frame of icicles into a frozen treescape, silence broken by the snapping of big limbs. We were happy then long ago, safe in the storm.
honestly ann, icicles are not a good sign of insulation and acording to norm and friends on this old house, can cause problems, unless of course they are sexually induced and i don't think that is currently the case.
Please, I know icicles aren't good. The roof is insulated though, and there is a limit to what can be done. In the end the snow must melt and water must run off. There is sun on top that melts the ice too you know.
The most depressing thing in the world (at the time) can be looking out the bedroom window first thing in the morning after coming back from someplace sunny and warm, like Texas (or Jamaica), and seeing that slate gray sky and thinking, "Oh, no, back here again, and another three months of this".
I don't go on vacation because I'm unhappy at home. I go because you can't just stay home all the time. Away, I'm always a little homesick, and I'm always happy to come home (as long as I'm not leaving my sweetheart behind, which I never am anymore).
I would rather have snow than rain. Rain is depressing. Soggy. Drippy. Muddy. Looking outside at a beautiful snowscape is uplifiting when you are snug and cozy in your home with the one you love. Snow is exilerating.
Same thing with a cool house at night (55 degrees for us). Snuggled under a down comforter reading books before sleep (or other things) and discussing the day.
We set the thermostat at night to 53°. We do it because we like the way it feels and not to save money or prevent snow from melting.
You're made of sterner stuff than we, Madame. We have the heat on low at night, as well, but we also have the pups curled up around us. I believe you have a somewhat similar arrangement :)
Ann Althouse said...
And it's not depressing. We like the snow. We went skiing yesterday and will go again today.
I'm assuming you see the sun on occasion up there. Here in NE OH, the sky closes in around the Middle of November and it's not seen again until Tax Day. Around April Fool's Day, the suicide rate goes through the roof.
The Blonde will scrimp and save and do what ever it takes so she can go someplace warm and sunny (we're cruising this year; believe it or not, it's cheaper) in January. It's also an excuse to get away from the hospital.
I'm glad you've found something you both enjoy so much, but, as a former pedestrian, there's only so much of the winter wind hitting my face like so many daggers I can take.
Ann Althouse said...
I don't go on vacation because I'm unhappy at home. I go because you can't just stay home all the time. Away, I'm always a little homesick, ...
I know what you mean, but The Blonde and I met at Cancun (I'll have to regale you with the story some day), largely because I'd spent the last winter standing waiting in vain for the P&W to come because the cars were new and didn't like the cold (that was the story they gave us) and said to myself, "I'm not going through this again without some sort of break".
We always take a few days at the beginning of August also because our birthdays are four days apart and it's a lot of fun for us.
...and I'm always happy to come home (as long as I'm not leaving my sweetheart behind, which I never am anymore).
We were the same way. The Blonde would come out to PA when I was living there (partly to get away from a homicidal ex) and there was always that regret when she left, so I appreciate your feelings here.
vbspurs said...
SCARY! It's like a super-closeup of one of my great-grandmother's blue rinse follicles!
Hah!!!
WV "unshanti" What the Kennedys always aspired to be, but, even with all that money never were.
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Watch out for roof leaks.
I see that the Maunder Minimum has arrived in Madison. But have no fear, it is Bush's fault and the gifted One is hard at work to bring government control over the climate by this time next year. The sun will soon have to bow to the EPA just as soon as Obama and Pelosi have sacrificed our economic lives to it.The secret is driving out the coal demons and the oil/gas demons, and living in windmill heaven. The population of the USA will then adjust to its new energy rations by mostly disappearing.
That first comment was spam, with a spam link, so I deleted it. But the text amused me: "Very nice.......I'm sure it will help many people..... so I love it........."
I mean, the idea of icicles helping people...
Icicle icicle icicle
I want to ride my icicle icicle icicle
I want to ride my icicle
I want to ride my ike
I want to ride my icicle
I want to ride it where I like.
--Freddy Mercury (1978)
Do you miss Austin yet?
The ones that grow up are igicles.
I wonder why the two out the three of mine you deleted the other day did not leave that similar trace?
Beautiful! And expensive. Thanks for "buying" this scene for us from MG&E, Ann!
It looks like blood dripping down, blue blood dripping down. I grew up in a pretty wealthy community, and it was full of iced cold blue blood. It wasn't dripping down, however.
Second Paco's statement. They are beautiful, but can create an ice dam that can lead to roof leaks.
We were supposed to have a big snow storm over the weekend and, dissapointinly, all we got was a lot of rain. The midwest is getting our usual winter (snow, ice, freezing temperatures0 and we are getting a much warmer than normal winter.
Once long ago in the deep south we had an ice storm and my then wife and I looked from our bed through a similar frame of icicles into a frozen treescape, silence broken by the snapping of big limbs. We were happy then long ago, safe in the storm.
honestly ann, icicles are not a good sign of insulation and acording to norm and friends on this old house, can cause problems, unless of course they are sexually induced and i don't think that is currently the case.
Please, I know icicles aren't good. The roof is insulated though, and there is a limit to what can be done. In the end the snow must melt and water must run off. There is sun on top that melts the ice too you know.
The most depressing thing in the world (at the time) can be looking out the bedroom window first thing in the morning after coming back from someplace sunny and warm, like Texas (or Jamaica), and seeing that slate gray sky and thinking, "Oh, no, back here again, and another three months of this".
Althouse...Blue Period...lovely...and metaphorical...
We set the thermostat at night to 53°. We do it because we like the way it feels and not to save money or prevent snow from melting.
And it's not depressing. We like the snow. We went skiing yesterday and will go again today.
I don't go on vacation because I'm unhappy at home. I go because you can't just stay home all the time. Away, I'm always a little homesick, and I'm always happy to come home (as long as I'm not leaving my sweetheart behind, which I never am anymore).
SCARY! It's like a super-closeup of one of my great-grandmother's blue rinse follicles!
I would rather have snow than rain. Rain is depressing. Soggy. Drippy. Muddy. Looking outside at a beautiful snowscape is uplifiting when you are snug and cozy in your home with the one you love. Snow is exilerating.
Same thing with a cool house at night (55 degrees for us). Snuggled under a down comforter reading books before sleep (or other things) and discussing the day.
exhilarating......sheesh...spell check before the 2nd cup of coffee...
(or other things)
DISH.
I don't heat upstairs at all.
Every day is vacation if you take notice of ordinary things.
Tree of Souls?
Ann Althouse said...
We set the thermostat at night to 53°. We do it because we like the way it feels and not to save money or prevent snow from melting.
You're made of sterner stuff than we, Madame. We have the heat on low at night, as well, but we also have the pups curled up around us. I believe you have a somewhat similar arrangement :)
Ann Althouse said...
And it's not depressing. We like the snow. We went skiing yesterday and will go again today.
I'm assuming you see the sun on occasion up there. Here in NE OH, the sky closes in around the Middle of November and it's not seen again until Tax Day. Around April Fool's Day, the suicide rate goes through the roof.
The Blonde will scrimp and save and do what ever it takes so she can go someplace warm and sunny (we're cruising this year; believe it or not, it's cheaper) in January. It's also an excuse to get away from the hospital.
I'm glad you've found something you both enjoy so much, but, as a former pedestrian, there's only so much of the winter wind hitting my face like so many daggers I can take.
Ann Althouse said...
I don't go on vacation because I'm unhappy at home. I go because you can't just stay home all the time. Away, I'm always a little homesick, ...
I know what you mean, but The Blonde and I met at Cancun (I'll have to regale you with the story some day), largely because I'd spent the last winter standing waiting in vain for the P&W to come because the cars were new and didn't like the cold (that was the story they gave us) and said to myself, "I'm not going through this again without some sort of break".
We always take a few days at the beginning of August also because our birthdays are four days apart and it's a lot of fun for us.
...and I'm always happy to come home (as long as I'm not leaving my sweetheart behind, which I never am anymore).
We were the same way. The Blonde would come out to PA when I was living there (partly to get away from a homicidal ex) and there was always that regret when she left, so I appreciate your feelings here.
vbspurs said...
SCARY! It's like a super-closeup of one of my great-grandmother's blue rinse follicles!
Hah!!!
WV "unshanti" What the Kennedys always aspired to be, but, even with all that money never were.
OK, my first thought was: "Let's let Chip try to animate that!"
:-)
perhaps a little more heat in the bedroom or too much heat melting the snow thru the insulated roof.
one wonders....
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