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An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is an adventure wrongly considered.
G. K. Chesterton
(1874 - 1936)


The follies which a man regrets most, in his life, are those which he didn't commit when he had the opportunity.
Helen Rowland
(1876 - 1950)

The Cooler

One of the hassles of car living has been that my grocery options are limited: I can’t buy anything that won’t keep, and I can’t buy anything that needs to be cooked. In an effort to cut costs in my lean period, I decided to tackle at least one of these.

 I haven’t dealt with a cooler in a long time. I’m sure there were day trips in Berkeley where we used them to keep our alcohol cool and tasty, but I’m just as sure that I was drunk as hell, so I can’t really remember. I associate them with camping and fishing trips from my vague childhood.

The thinking was basically that ice is cheap, and if I need to buy more every two days or so, it’s worth it in the fact that I can buy a hunk of cheese or turkey or whatnot and not have to eat the whole damn thing in one sitting. So far, it’s working, but I’ll let you know if I start to feel dysenterish.

One Response to “The Cooler”

  1. Nathan Says:

    Dry ice.

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