Even In A Blizzard Like This

He was trapped under a mountain of snow. The blizzard arrived much sooner than anyone or any computer had predicted. And here he was, cold and shivering in a stalled Chevy Volt out in the middle of nowhere. What he wouldn’t give for some electricity. What would he give? Would he give a finger? Which one if he did? Not the thumb, he wouldn’t give the thumb. He had read enough about evolution not to give up the thumb. If he survives this ordeal he’ll need to grab things. What’s the point of living if you can’t grab anything, like a sandwich or something? And what form would the electricity come in even if he did give up a digit, other than the thumb? Would it be just sitting in a wire – what was the word for stored up energy – kinetic? - of no real application, or would the electricity come in some useful form like a working space heater? He was hungry too…thinking about grabbing a sandwich didn’t help matters. If push came to shove he could eat a sandwich without grabbing it. It wouldn’t be pretty but he figured if he could install some sort of backstop, to keep the sandwich from moving backwards, he could always just use his mouth and face to force it forwards into his mouth. He began to think about giving up a thumb. Which hand though? He was right handed so the left made sense but he had always promised himself he would learn to play guitar, especially Smoke On The Water by Deep Purple. He began to think about the sandwich backstop and how he forgot he would have two hands and he could always grab a sandwich with one hand. He hardly every ate a sandwich with two hands. But guitar, gonna need two hands. Wasn’t there some guy on youtube that played with his feet though? Would he give up his feet for some electricity? That seemed like the better option. Sure we walk on our feet but they never grab anything, feet are more like balancing stumps. He could always get a prosthetic foot and still get around, even in a blizzard like this.