It’s 4:30 in the fucking morning, I just went outside with my first cup of coffee to have a smoke and I see all the rigs have ice on the windshields.
I knew this was coming last night before I went to bed so I rummaged around and dug out my Harbor Freight cotton glove liners, some leather gloves I had out in the garage, the can of De-Icer that was in the Caballero and dumped it all in the front seat of The Truck.
As I’m standing out there watching my breath hang in the air, the thought of freezing my ass off going to work every day all Winter turned most unpleasant .
Even with a new thermostat in the thing I can barely get any heat out of that truck and it won’t even start to throw any until I am 3/4’s of the way to work anyway.
This is when a block heater popped into my head and immediately after that I realized that I must be getting old and soft.
The first part is undeniable, the second part is too if I want to be honest with myself.
As long as I have been around and as much shit as I have been through, I may just say Fuck This and get one anyway.
What the fuck.
Winter hasn’t even really started yet. Do I really want to subject myself to that misery every fucking day or do I spend the fifty bucks or whatever it’s going to cost and nip this problem in the bud now?
Now that the idea has presented its self, I may just look into that shit.
I got no problem being called a pussy, as long as I am a warm and toasty pussy.