Usually, I don't go near the thermostat until at least after Columbus Day. Well I confess. The other night there was a chill in the living room air. So yeah, I caved and flicked the heat. As soon as I got her upta 68, I shut it off again. If you're still cold in my house, put a hoodie on.

"The layered look, it works for you."

This is a common struggle for everyone in Blimpville year after year. How long can we go without crankin' up the boiler?  New Hampshire humorist and musician Fred Marple of the underappreciated town of Frost Heaves has a new song for us that laments "It's Too Soon to Put the Heat On".