I have already documented the thrill I get from shredding stuff. I fear I may also have a mild case of pyromania.
Still no RPCs today despite a desperation trip to Wal-Mart. It may have been a matter of throwing good money after bad, but I bit on a Glade oil candle kit. Fresh Linen is the scent. The package boasted that it would fill the room with aroma after only a few minutes.
Right from the get go I realized what was missing from the Wisp flameless candle. That being the flame. Real fire. Accept no substitute. Can you imagine, for example, a tribal celebration with Glade Wisp Flameless Candles accenting the ring where the fertility dance is being held? Me neither. Lighting matches and setting something on fire is fun. Watching the flame - is fun.
A few minutes have passed and my den smells like a laundromat. The gods are appeased.