Could we stray from our normal hilarious bantering to report in?
Where is this "global warming" that we should be so concerned about?
It's FREEZING!
(You Aussies can stay out of this.)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Friday, 30 January 2004 02:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Friday, 30 January 2004 02:42 (twenty-one years ago)
Take, for example, those atmospheric whirligigs you know as 'tornados'. Here in Oregon I have seen some dust and the occasional bit of paper seriously discommoded by such a wind-funnel (we call them 'dust devils') but these could not disturb anything so large as a Norway rat. As for 'cold snaps' - in western Oregon it is news when snow falls and the thermometer dips below 32F (0C). Today, rain is falling steadily, the sky is a uniform light grey from one horizon to the other, and the temperature is hovering near 50F (10C). Yesterday was much the same, as will be tomorrow. In two weeks I shall no doubt see the first crocus, bravely poking its soggy bloom aloft.
In western Oregon, what you must watch out for is not the weather, but your own perfidous psyche - the stealthy depression that engulfs one when the skies bid fair to break the Noahan record of 40 days and 40 nights. Thank God for the Irish. They invented whiskey for just such contingencies, bless them. Next they invented the rousing all-in pub brawl; their burst of sublime invention was over and a culture was born.
Ask Me About Dr. Corn's Microwaveable Fritters.
(P.S. Sorry, my contract says I have to include that in all my social correspondence until I am paid at the end of the day.)
(P.P.S. Don't ask.)
― Aimless, Friday, 30 January 2004 17:58 (twenty-one years ago)
The only good thing about it being this cold is that lovely crunching sound that the snow makes while you are walking thru it.
― еdë §téè£, Friday, 30 January 2004 21:52 (twenty-one years ago)
I in no way mean to contradict you sir, but I have always heard that it was God who invented whiskey in order to keep the Irish from taking over the world.
I asked my grocer about those fritters and he said "By gum, I'll have 'em in here next week if'n the dadgum snow ain't up to a buffalo's ass!"
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Saturday, 31 January 2004 01:17 (twenty-one years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 00:42 (twenty-one years ago)
― C J (C J), Tuesday, 3 February 2004 09:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 04:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jarlr'mai (jarlrmai), Wednesday, 4 February 2004 15:57 (twenty-one years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Thursday, 5 February 2004 15:10 (twenty-one years ago)
― jim wentworth (wench), Friday, 6 February 2004 04:20 (twenty-one years ago)
Heard about them black flies o' yours. Heard ya breed 'em to harrass the damn tourists. Had a friend who lived up they ya. Wore a diver's wetsuit coated in honey and when it was full o' flies he'd float in his pond and feed his catfish. Strange, strange folk in Vermont. Nuthin' like them in New Hampsher tho.
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Saturday, 7 February 2004 05:40 (twenty-one years ago)
Sorry. I'm from Missouri.
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Saturday, 7 February 2004 05:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dorien Thomas (Dorien Thomas), Thursday, 8 April 2004 15:46 (twenty-one years ago)