Global Warming

I have been very worried about global warming these days.

Up until Thanksgiving, everything seemed right on target. Indian summer into the end of November?!? Unheard of! Wonderful! Bring it on!

Then came Thanksgiving and it just got cold, and, with a few exceptions, has been too cold. Not that we have had any frost or anything horrid like that, but I have to wear long sleeves and a jacket when I go out at night, and that makes me grumpy. If I wanted to live in inhospitable nasty climates, I would have moved to, well, anywhere East of Berkeley.

So, what's the deal? We get just enough global warming to take the glaciers out of the midwest, to kill off the mastadon (and to think of all the recipes I could have come up with for it), endanger the California Condor, and then it stops. Bang. Just as I was getting used to the ideas of year round Hawaiian shirts.

At this rate, we'll probably end up with an ice age next year.

Bah. Humbug.

Oh yeah, I am back to blogging, much to your delight and amusement. All of my work is done, for a week at least, so all of my verbal slobber gets directed at the blog. Lucky you. Recipes! Rants! Bigoted screeds! Nasty, backstabbing attacks on kindly men of goodwill! All in the name of amalgamating power! Power! Power! Power! I am drunk with Power!

HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH.