Wouldn't it be easier to just fly South for the winter?

Lately, whenever I'm talking to anyone in real life - you know, as opposed to, on the Internets - the conversation inevitably turns to the winter ahead, and the dreaded heating bills. Along with Bird Flu and Impending Doom, we've all bought into the media's warnings that this year's heating costs will be astronomical. So, we trade ideas on how to keep the heat cheap.

I, for one, have resolved not to turn on the furnace until December the First. After all, I reason, last year Kim was without heat until nearly then, and she did fine. And she lives Up North. North of here, anyway.

So, we'll all hang heavy quilts on the basement windows. And wear sweaters. And block the drafts with rolled up towels. And keep the hot coffee brewing.

Now if Linda would just get going on the invention of those QWERTY gloves, I'd be all set.