A guy advertises on Craigslist. Just changed to a heat pump. I have 200 gallons of heating oil for a good deal, and the tank, too. So I think- if it’s $2.00/gal, that would be a decent deal. Turns out the guy just wanted it gone as he’s selling the house. $20 bucks he said. So, I get on the trapline for jerry jugs, and collect 20 with the ones I have. Sara and I spend 2 hours filling 20 jerry jugs yesterday till dark. Today I went and got the balance. 200 gallons of oil will last us at least a year with our little house and toyo heater. I got home and Sara and I went to Mudrooms, Juneau’s winter monthly story telling night. One of the best nights of stories. The governor – yes, the Alaska governor Bill Walker – told a cool story of growing up in Valdez. Another friend who was in Sierra Leone in the Peace Corps while I was there, told a story of a mutual friend who we lost to cancer a couple years ago. The governor commented that this was the first time he was on stage in blue jeans – I love Juneau, he said. I thought as he strolled in with no entourage – how nice it is to live in a place where the governor doesn’t need security. I think he’s alot like Jay Hammond in that he can just speak plainly and there’s not a political agenda with every sentence. He’d never draw the crowds down south that Sarah Palin does. Thank God.