Monday, January 16, 2012
Occasionally It Happens
It may have something to do with all the wood I've been splitting. An alternative explanation is that it was somehow sparked by all the Freudish stuff I've been reading. The insanity going on in Europe drove me to read a book about the evolution of Freudian psychoanalysis, but fortunately the book only goes up the 50s so it is less jargonized. I now understand more of the vicious accuracy of the Shrink's comment that Europeans were infantile.
he problem is that I really can't do anything else until I've worked this out. Anything else intellectual, that is. I'll be back soon. The wood pile is growing very rapidly.
I have about had it with modern IDonomics (the science of believing what you want to about the economy as long as you dress up your fantasy with a lot of equations).
PS: As you can see, I also become nearly illiterate when this happens!
Alessandro - please, let's not kill ourselves. There are some very good woodstoves, but they do need to be vented outside.
You can also get a wood burner to replace an oil furnace.
Splitting firewood is one of those chores that gives you time to think, like most jobs that involve physical labor. Unfortunately most modern jobs give you no time to think at all. It shows.
Of course, the resort owners, the snowmobile dealers and auto body shops are considering a variation of Allesandro's idea.
I've got to find that hilarious video of Seattle drivers in a skim of snow.
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