I think I have made a new scientific discovery. I was just sitting here, working away, with my space heater blasting at my poor, frozen feet when I realized I was actually not cold at all. I was quite hot, as a matter of fact. Since it’s such a nice day today, I got up, and opened every window in the house. Now I’ve got this wonderful, cool breeze blowing through my house. The curtains on the windows and the papers on the bulletin board are waving gently in beautiful rhythm. And now I’m sitting here again, my space heater still blasting away at my feet. It’s perfect, I tell you. Perfect. The top 75% of my body is cool and the bottom part is nice and toasty.
Either I have got a serious internal problem, or I’m on to something here.
Not sure exactly what I’m on to, but I’m sure it’s somewhere in the vicinity of E=mc2