"Do you have a heater in there?"

I was asked this morning dropping the littlest off. Sure it was in the low twenties. Prolly below that when we set out.

Last night i hooked it up with some 3mm closed cell foamy stuff (left over underlay stuff for the ikea flooring), doubled it up on the back to cover the vents and wrapped the inside in a single piece. Cutting slots to feed the straps through.

The normal two gatorade (yeah from the CX nats) waterbottles filled with hot tap water were sitting on either side of her and i added a third between her feet. Gloves were put on under the jacket to prevent removal and snack was not allowed on the way in (no temptation to take gloves off and eat). With her fuzzy fleece one peice suit on under the jacket, and a nice wool knit hat under the helmet - she was freaking TOASTY when i pulled her out. The exposed face was cool but not cold. warmer than my fingers that were inside the gloves. The rest of her was uber toasty.

We got at least another 5-10 or more degrees of tolerance maybe more... Kinda funny - she stays awake almost always along the path - once we hit the "city" Zzzzzzzz (that is if she falls asleep at all).

That and for me - having the trailer assures that i will work hard enough to stay warm. How hard?

Well we'll see some day.

That and that gewilliesque comment from Solofreak about the worry'n about tire weights and power and all that -

I finished the darwin book finally last night. One of those books ya don't want to finish because you know when its over ya feel a little let down. At least i do when i read a book. Esp a good book. Its depressing finishing a good book. I never want them to end. But of course they have to. And this morning it trigged a thought.

Doubt, questioning, looking for answers. Are very good and important things. If you take everything for face value, never wonder, question, investigate, hypothesize, discover - ya won't learn, ya won't expand your knowledge base. Even asking silly questions - is a process - even if ya know the answer - going through the Q&A process is helpful.

Like getting ready for a race:
Do i have my license...
Do i have my shoes...

If ya don't ask yourself those questions before ya leave - you may find ya lacking shoes just before the start of a cross race... but if you have a wonderful and understanding wife not that far away and with the shoes - ya really lucky and ya bacon gets saved...

If you don't ask the question you are likely to make an assumption. Take the shoes. If ya don't ask you assume that they are there. Cause you always put them in, why would this time be any different? Its the uninformed assumptions that get ya bit in the ass. When you assume... as Mr Leigh VanEtten always said (he was my high school chemistry teacher for both advanced Chem and AP Chem) "when you assume you make and ass out of u and me"

Of course he wrote the word assume on the board and drew hash marks saying the phrase ass out of you and me: ass/u/me

I know it ain't new, and most everyone's seen that once or twice before. But it really is important. And it is linked strongly to asking questions.

Question the Answers. Wait that's a MMB album Que pandora and my mighty mighty bosstones station! (Simmer down is playing)

Okay - that was stressful - on the phone with this entry open (and written to this point) and an unfinished draft in my webmail... and the computer decides to shut down and restart.

w/o warning (from what i could see)...

so here i am, hoping and hoping and hoping that Mozilla Firefox 2.0.x saves the entry, cause i didn't save as draft.... PHEW... totally sweet its here.

Now not only does Firefox 2.0 automatically spell check for me, it ALSO saves any forms/words entered when a session is closed like that, not to mention the whole open in tabs goodness.

That's about it. Content... just me - no MIF 3rd person dilution
oh
just to make it longer,

here's something i find rather amusing, showed up in the email from a good friend up in canada (no not suds... )

By George Carlin:

New Rule: Stop giving me that pop-up ad for classmates dot com! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days: mowing my lawn.

New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? Trout?

New Rule: Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky bastards.

New Rule: If you need to shave and you still collect baseball cards, you're a retard. When you're a kid, the cards are keepsakes of your idols. When you're a grown man, they're pictures of men.

New Rule: Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: do you have two of them? Okay, we're done.

New Rule: There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket, water, but without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.

New Rule: Stop f***ing with old people. Target is introducing a redesigned pill bottle that's square, with a bigger label. And the top is now the bottom. And by the time grandpa figures out how to open it, his ass will be in the morgue. Congratulations, Target, you just solved the Social Security crisis.

New Rule: The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the asshole. If you walk into a Starbucks and order a "decaf grande half-soy, half-low fat, iced vanilla, double-shot, gingerbread cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one Sweet-n'-Low and one NutraSweet," Oooh, you're a huge asshole.

New Rule: I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, selecting 'Debit,' entering my PIN, pressing 'Enter,' verifying the amount, deciding, no, I don't want cash back, and pressing 'Enter' again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my Almond Joy.

New Rule: Girls, just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual. It's right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to "beef with broccoli." The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.

New Rule: Competitive eating isn't a sport. It's one of the seven deadly sins. ESPN recently televised the US Open of Competitive Eating, because watching those athletes at the poker table was just too damned exciting. What's next, competitive farting? Oh wait. They're already doing that. It's called "The Howard Stern Show."

New Rule: I don't need a bigger mega M&M. If I'm extra hungry for M&Ms, I'll go nuts and eat two.

New Rule: If you're going to insist on making movies based on crappy, old television shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a remote so we can see what's playing on the other screens. Let's remember the reason something was a television show in the first place is that the idea wasn't good enough to be a movie.

New Rule: No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.