I'm not even fiddling with a fire today. The propane heater in the basement can easily heat the whole house, and that's what I'm using . A fireplace and a wood stove are nice when you feel like putting wood in them all day, but you can't beat propane heat for just turning it on and forgetting about it.
Yesterday was an exercise in futility. I went to Walmart, was there for half an hour in sporting goods, and couldn't ever find anyone to open the ammo cabinet. When I looked for the manager he was not to be found. I called them and they put me on hold and forgot about me. Today I sent a real zinger to their corporate headquarters and was careful to identify the store number and managers name. I hope I caused someone a lot of trouble, but I expect some minimum wage worker up in Arkansas hit the delete button.
When I bought gas, I was supposed to be paying $3.13 a gallon. But I paid $20.00 and got 6.2 gallons, which comes out to $3.22 a gallon. I went inside and told the clerk the pumps were off. She said they weren't. I said they were. She said nobody else had complained. I got out my calculator and showed her how to calculate the price per gallon. She ran something on her cash register and she got the same numbers. She said she was sorry. I asked her what she was going to do about it and she said nothing, it would have to wait until "Andrea" came in on the next shift. I left. I called the station this morning and told them what had happened. They said the clerk just pushed the wrong buttons. I suggested maybe someone might want to explain to her how to push the right buttons. The person I was talking to was unimpressed. That's a nice way of saying she could not have cared less if I'd been paying her to.
At least dinner was ok. I went to the Chinese place. They know I always sit in the back, in a corner, so that's where they put my silverware and drink. The food was good, and nobody else was in the restaurant. The two people who run the place speak virtually no english so I didn't have to make small talk.
A lot of people I used to read have just quit blogging, or they only post maybe once a week now. I think it is part of the general malaise that has settled over the country. Fall is over, and winter is here, regardless of the dates. The insurance mess is beyond repair, unemployment is up, job creation is down, food prices are going up fast.
As I was typing this, there was a tremendous furor outside. I went out to see what was going on. A big hawk was swooping down over the meadow, chickens were scattering for dear life, and my dogs were chasing the hawk, jumping up in the air trying to grab it as it came rocketing by just over their heads. I wish I had the camera with me, what a photo that would have made. I was surprised the dogs could leap as high as they did. At least it's never dull here.
The rest of the day is for reading I suppose. That and taking a long nap. I've found a new smooth jazz artist I really like. Seems unlikely, but Keiko Matsui has been playing smooth jazz since 1986, and I have only just started listening to her music. It's good smooth jazz, and doesn't have vocals in it. I don't care much for vocals, I prefer instrumentals.