Carbon Monoxide!?

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Weird. The smoke alarm went off, not incredibly odd when I am using the fireplace, but it wasn't the smoke detector. It was the CO alarm. I was totally surprised. It had never gone off as long as I have had one, over many many years. Yep, after resetting it a few times. It was getting a reading over 200 ppm CO. When I took it downstairs I got a reading near 300 ppm. I started getting light headed at this point. After thinking maybe the furnace heat exchanger failed and puzzling around a bit I figured out what happened. As part of the huge winter storm that recently covered almost half of the US, we lost our electricity. So, being well prepared, I rolled out the generator and started doing what I normally do. The generator (although it was completely outside) was creating CO to get in the house. Using the fireplace draft (and possibly other leaks) the whole house created a vacuum around the seal of the basement garage door. After the CO got into the house the forced air heat...
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I delivered the following Toast to Canada at the district conference tonight to honor our visitors from canada. I thought it went well. My trip this summer up to James bay came back to me when I was writing it.

Let us toast. Oh Canada,

Between the ice caps of the north pole and the States United

There lies a land in which we’re invited

Where symbols of hockey are part of the style

And we remember there are 1.6 kilos per mile

It is Canada. Oh Canada.


The cities down south, cosmo for sure

The worlds growth living lifestyles ensured

The vast wilderness panoramic and great

It opens the heart we know the son create

It is Canada. Oh Canada.


Between the provinces Bilingual is norm

Constant, goverment the state is reform

Here we know Otego, Otisco, Oswego, Owasco... and Owego.

both we have winters, snow, although

It is Canada. Oh Canada.


From Moose Jaw to Dawson City... St Johns.

It is here... there are elements of bronze.

To the far north where the days are shorten

Where the donuts come from a Mr. Tim Horton

It is Canada. Oh Canada.


To the mines to the logs to the manufacturing skills we weigh

Everyone, Everyone, toast to Canada, Eh. EH!

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