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What's Your Thermostat Set to?

February 1, 2009

Our thermostat has two readings - the numeric reading (this is usually made up of a number) and the descriptive reading (this is usually a description.) I like keeping it set on the descriptive reading because it involves less math.

Right now it's winter in State College, Pennsylvania. As a result, the thermostat is set on "Arctic Blast." That's about 68-70 degrees. If you were to go outside one fine February morning and it was actually 70 degrees, you would likely burst into flames. At least in Pennsylvania. But indoors it seems quite chilly.

But setting things to Arctic Blast in the winter does help with the gas bill. And, it also helps save the planet, which I'm very much in favor of because it's the only planet I have. I'm on. You know what I mean.

I was able to share - with great pride and to much fanfare - my thermostat setting during the U.S. Presidential Campaign, because of what then candidate (now President) Obama said:

“We can’t drive our SUVs and eat as much as we want and keep our homes on 72 degrees at all times … and then just expect that other countries are going to say OK,” Obama said.

Ha! 72 degrees! Please! In our house the thermostat description of that would be "Orchid Growth." At least, that's what I would have called it until I saw this:

The capital flew into a bit of a tizzy when, on his first full day in the White House, President Obama was photographed in the Oval Office without his suit jacket. There was, however, a logical explanation: Mr. Obama, who hates the cold, had cranked up the thermostat.

“He’s from Hawaii*, O.K.?” said Mr. Obama’s senior adviser, David Axelrod, who occupies the small but strategically located office next door to his boss. “He likes it warm. You could grow orchids in there.”


Hopefully all of the other countries, like Mongolia, Russia, Canada and Oregon (which coincidentally can all be seen from Governor Palin's house) won't notice that bit in the New York Times, because they probably wouldn't say OK. In fact, they might even call the President, or Mr. Axelrod, and say something like "This is SERIOUSLY not OK and we're going to keep calling to complain about it until you send us some nice orchids. Preferably some nice cattleya intermedia."


*This asterisk, which is on loan from Oregon, does not belong to the New York Times nor does it - like journalistic integrity - appear anywhere in the article cited. I put it here because I thought the President was from Chicago, Illinois. A quick Google search reveals that President Obama hasn't lived in Hawaii for 20 years. Chicago, also known as the Windy City or the Dang It's Pretty Cold Out City, is not a great place to grow orchids. In fact, one would think that 20 years would be sufficient time for one's internal temperature to moderate from Orchid Growth Warmth to Arctic Blast Cold. I mean moderate in sort of an apolitical, scientific, temperature sense.

Is Anyone Helping You?

May 18, 2008

Alert Reader and Ruby Tuesday Connoisseur Tammy and I went to, ah, Ruby Tuesday tonight. We were standing in the entryway where people who are not being help stand, waiting patiently to be helped, when a man approached us. He made eye contact with Tammy and said:

"Are you being helped?"

He continued approaching us as he said this, and Tammy responded:

"No."

Still walking towards us (reminiscent of the "castle charging" scene by Sir Lancelot the Brave in Monty Python and the Holy Grail) he nodded a small nod of recognition as if to say "Sorry about that I'll seat you now" and then walked right past us and out of the restaurant.

* * *

I actually laughed out loud when the door shut behind him. It was partially from being bemused - because, really, who doesn't laugh when bemused? - and partially from the oddity of the whole thing. Who was this man? Did he work there? Or was he just a complete random stranger? Where was he headed?

While that entire situation was confusing it's not as confusing to me as something President Bush apparently said to the World Economic Forum. He told the Middle East that they were running out of oil, and that they (presumably the people in the Middle East with oil) had better get ready.

I really have no problem with that part. But keep in mind this comes on the heels of his Saudia Arabia trip wherein he asked the Saudis (wait for it) to pump more oil to ease prices.

So on the one hand they're running out of oil but please pump more and faster so that we'll have cheaper prices. Does that make any sense at all? If you've been reading here for any length of time you've probably surmised that my own politics lie right-of-center. But not even I can understand how this works, and I'm a political geek of the first order.

I'm entirely open to the possibility that there's some sort of Jedi Mind Trick at work here but I can't see it. It's like someone who asks you if you're being helped, and upon finding out that you're not promptly leaves the building.

Or as Sir Lancelot might explain:

Sir Lancelot: We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.
Sir Galahad: I don't think I was.
Sir Lancelot: Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril.
Sir Galahad: Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.
Sir Lancelot: No, it's too perilous.