When I was a kid we had a kerosene heater. It was nice to sit around all day in the middle of january in my underware in front of it. I know thats not really socially acceptable behavior but cut me a break I was 10. There was nothing that could make me happier than my tub of legos and a full tank of kerosene. This doesn't really have anything to do with anything other than that I have an electric heater at my desk at work and when I am manning phones it produces the same too hot feeling the kerosene heater did, that feeling that my skin is going to dry up and crackle off. I love that feeling. And since I cant sit around in my underware with a tub of legos I guess its all I have.