Give me a double rum, Cockspur, and a glass of water. Doing taxes gets to me, snarl, hiss.
So I quit and installed the solar space heater—
It seems to work pretty well without a fan— there was a nice flow of warm air. And the Wolf Goddess looked upon it with calm and good humour, which helps.
Time to trot the varmint about the propitty.
See yez later.