Idk wtf u guys are complaining about. In the new year there was a little over a week of nothing but -50F for me (-45.5C). Oh man it sucked. I was stuck at my friends houses for 3 days. They all had inadequately sized wood stoves. And i was the unlucky mofo to sleep on the floor. The house wasn't well insulated either. Anything above a 2 foot altitude on the floor was freezing temperatures. 4 blankets, hat gloves, hoodie, carhartts, and i was barely managing the nights.
My other friend who was supposed to wake up every hour and toss more wood into the fire didn't wake up so i just did that myself. Good thing i kept awake though. I kept on hearing this tinging noise only to discover it was can of soda slowly freezing and would have exploded on me (quick fix for that...i put it on a shelf much above 2 feet above the ground). That soda was menacing it was expanding out of both sides.
2 nights of doing this at the first house and the last night i was there they were serving me all the alcohol i desired and all the food i desired and gave me a free pair of carhartts. Apparently when i was there everyone was able to sleep for my inability to sleep at that time and kept the fires going because i was bored.
The last friends house i was staying at. There was 2 houses, a normal house at the bottom of the hill, and a cabin at the top of the hill. I noticed something was up when this dude randomly shows up in my other friend's house uninvited. My friend quickly told me that the night before just on a fluke he took a look outside to the top of the hill and saw no smoke coming out of the dude's chimney. So he went up there and got in, and saw that the wood stove was cold as hell frozen over and a huge mound of 10 blankets with a little hole on the side for somebody to crawl in. The dude claimed he didn't know how to make a fire, his inability going so far as he didn't know how to toss logs in a fire either. Me and my friend gathered this out of his pure laziness. And i quickly connected one and the other and found out this random dude went some place warmer because he didn't keep his fire going since the last time my friend got him a good one going the night before.
So we went up there and treated the dude like an idiot in the cabin. We spent 3 hours trying our damndest to reverse the temperature from -50f to at least something above 32f. It's not that bad at -50F even with minimal winter gear, but it is hard to keep your feet warm even if you're wearing boots. This is why i always opt for wearing my skating sneakers in winter because my feet will be no warmer than with other things and i'll have superior traction to everybody else. We succeeded treating the dude like an idiot making sure that regardless of his laziness he knew for sure how to maintain a fire now and start one. Until he moved the lazy boy over near the fire place, like really close, and we're like don't burn the ****ing place down.
I ended up going to sleep stoking the fire in the house i was staying in at the bottom of the hill. And i woke up again at 5:30am to that ****ing retard from the cabin going some place warmer. I was like WTF?!?!? I was not happy. Had that dude been somewhere else i'd quite surely leave him to be frozen to death (he'd have only done it to himself), probably the time before he dies he realizes to stay alive he's got to do something for himself for once; like tossing some logs in the fire. Evolution, survival of the fittest, how did his parents know how to breed?