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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

BRRRRRRRRR

Brrrrr! Brrrrr, I tell you!

Yes, yes - of course it's a tad chilly out there in the tundra - it's Canada, eh. But - boys & girls - it's also a tad chilly in the ol' igloo here. Let me explain.

Downstairs in the engine room is a wonderful invention that someone 'er other came up with a few years ago. It draws natural gas in from the outside; puts flame to it in a controlled fashion; then a motor-type-affair thingy blows all that hot air 'round the igloo to keep Scrubbie, the wife, the kid, the lunatic dog and whatever stray punks the kid has dragged in all toasty warm.

Well - it seems that somethin' in the FURNACE (as they call it) has gone awry. Yes. Awry. I said it. I dunno.... dude who needs a shower and is in serious need of some kinda man-makeover just came by and told me he had to shut the 'ol bugger off 'cause the flame was here or there or somethin and the gas was shootin up or in or somethin. I don't speak neanderthal so it's sorta difficult for me to translate.

So - Scrub, the wife, the kid and the lunatic dog must now bundle up in the long underwear and woolies to keep ourselves from turnin' blue over the course of the day today and the night tonight and the morning cause neanderthal and his buds are comin to the igloo tomorrow with a new furnace.

Fortunately - at the local trading post here in the tundra the other day, there was a big 'ol sale on those wee little tea lights that everyone loves so much and Scrubbie came home with a dog sled full of 300 of 'em. So - wifey and I along with the kid are gonna huddle up tonight, make a couple a' whale burgers and light the whole damnd lot of em and keep ourselves all toasty warm.

Well - it's that or just get a little happy-go-lucky on some good 'ol Crown Royal and then we won't really give a hoot about the ambient temperature.

Yep - gonna do the Crown thing.

If I can thaw out the camera - I'll snap a pic of us chatterin' our teeth tonight. Wife'll hate me for that one.

OOOOOO - just thought'a somethin'. Cold = cuddly-wuddly. Maybe won't be such a bad thing after all.

3 comments:

Kristine said...

Yep...Knight Rider night is DEFINATELY better when you're groovin' on Crown and wearing your long johns...LOL

Hope neanderthol dude gets you fixed up right soon....

Pene said...

Sending warm toasty thoughts from OZ where I sit in my shorts and tshirt with the air con on!

Anonymous said...

Hey Mr. Scrubbie Here I am early in the morn for me with a bit of a sad heart and I read your blog and you make me laugh. thank you mommalou