Personally I have been in Iqaluit N.W.T. when with the wind the temperature hovered around -70 degrees C. That night I was hungry for cottage cheese to have with my salad and I put on my Canadian military snowsuit (which was practically a space suit) and made my way into the cold cold cold cold night. Of course the employees were setting up to stay the night since anything that ventured out there was supposed to die - fortunately you all know that there are few things that can kill Big Daddy so I was secure. They didn't even charge me for my groceries. I figure it was some kind of Eskimo rule. I also earned a nickname - 'Crazy Cudlinak' (which roughly translated to 'Stupid Red-Bearded Devil') So to me, stories of very cold temperatures are of great interest. Like this one:
"The temperature at Russia’s Vostok research station in Antarctica read -128.6F (-89.2 C) during the winter of 1983. This is the coldest temperature ever recorded on earth. The winter temperature at Vostok averages a mere -54F. Why the mercury dipped so low has puzzled scientists for 26 years."
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.