On this day we depart fantasy and greet the return of reality. Yesterday -- and for a remarkable part of the winter of 2011/'12 -- a tee shirt under flannel under a windbreaker was all we needed topside for outdoor work. I thank all of you who cooperated by venting flourocarbons into the atmosphere.
This morning, back inside after a little sunrise exercise at the woodpile, I recall with thanks the disrobed nun* who created my thick red wool socks and again publicly praise my lovely daughter for an even higher quality hand-knit watch cap.
Rain and snow, becoming all snow after noon. Temperature falling to around 22 by 5pm. Windy, with a north northwest wind between 28 and 31 mph, with gusts as high as 45 mph ...snow accumulation of less than 1 inch possible.
Tonight: Scattered flurries after midnight...low around 8. Blustery, with a north northwest wind between 26 and 29 mph, with gusts as high as 38 mph.
Still, only three or four days in the 15-day forecast are supposed to be much below normal, and several of them are to be in the balmy 30s. Plus, no snow or not enough to matter. Plus, in just 14 days, the averages become our ally, rising one degree to 26 for daily highs, pushing us inexorably into the season of the dandelion and the narrow-leaved weeds requiring frequent mowing.
Time to get my Speedo out of storage.
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*Absolutely true
Jan 10, 2012
The Associated Press in New Hampshire reports...
... that Mitt said: "If I am president of the United States, I will not forget New Hampshire,"
Translation: About your votes, people. If you're selling, I'm buying. Hideous, but politics as usual. It's just that Romney has been losing control of his tongue lately and needs a state-of-the art teleprompter as bad as His Ineptness. But this is an attributed quotation and therefore not the AP's fault.
This is:
Third place was being discussed as the equivalent of a win for much of the field because Paul, the quirky Texas congressman, seemed to have a lock on the No. 2 spot.
So, the world's greatest wire service, on it's own, in a narrative, assumes the authority to inform the world who is and is not quirky -- and thus how the significance of the voters' choices should be measured.
Not so very long ago, that sort of editorializing in a straight news report would have landed the AP reporter's partisan or incompetent ass in the street -- right on top of the editor who filed it to the wire.
C'mon AssPress. Give yourself something to be proud of for a change.
Translation: About your votes, people. If you're selling, I'm buying. Hideous, but politics as usual. It's just that Romney has been losing control of his tongue lately and needs a state-of-the art teleprompter as bad as His Ineptness. But this is an attributed quotation and therefore not the AP's fault.
This is:
Third place was being discussed as the equivalent of a win for much of the field because Paul, the quirky Texas congressman, seemed to have a lock on the No. 2 spot.
So, the world's greatest wire service, on it's own, in a narrative, assumes the authority to inform the world who is and is not quirky -- and thus how the significance of the voters' choices should be measured.
Not so very long ago, that sort of editorializing in a straight news report would have landed the AP reporter's partisan or incompetent ass in the street -- right on top of the editor who filed it to the wire.
C'mon AssPress. Give yourself something to be proud of for a change.
The Guns of Moronia
A spotty video, but it has enough laugh snips to make it worthwhile. And, for you prurients, there's the occasional set of hot-brass catchers or, if you prefer, hot brass catchers.
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(via email, from my pardner John of the GMA)
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(via email, from my pardner John of the GMA)
Monkeys of the Corn
The apes and other hairy primates are not all in New Hampshire today. They're here. They threaten.
Some are full-fledged war monkeys, obstructing justice, interfering with official acts, and assaulting our police officers. (A common-sense monkey-control law is needed: One stuffed monk a month; full background check; strict may-issue permit system to carry.)
Others are bigger but more benign and show human-like abilities to communicate via simple symbols and engage in rudimentary thought processes. There are nine of the them, but we can't afford that many bananas so we're looking for a good home for the two orangutans. We'll keep the bonabos.
Up until yesterday we thought there were ten in all, but close scientific examination revealed that one one had just become confused and wandered in. Researchers hosed him down, handed him a plantain, and took him back to his seat in the legislature.
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Iowa official brains freeze in February and melt in July. It isn't enough to aspire to make Iowa the world center for the study of equatorial apes. We actually begged and received gazillions in federal money to create a tropical rain forest down by one of the big Corp of Engineers lakes. We gave most of it back after The Van Der Platts Peeps and other spiritual leaders learned that jungles harbor people who run around naked and don't tithe.
Some are full-fledged war monkeys, obstructing justice, interfering with official acts, and assaulting our police officers. (A common-sense monkey-control law is needed: One stuffed monk a month; full background check; strict may-issue permit system to carry.)
Others are bigger but more benign and show human-like abilities to communicate via simple symbols and engage in rudimentary thought processes. There are nine of the them, but we can't afford that many bananas so we're looking for a good home for the two orangutans. We'll keep the bonabos.
Up until yesterday we thought there were ten in all, but close scientific examination revealed that one one had just become confused and wandered in. Researchers hosed him down, handed him a plantain, and took him back to his seat in the legislature.
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Iowa official brains freeze in February and melt in July. It isn't enough to aspire to make Iowa the world center for the study of equatorial apes. We actually begged and received gazillions in federal money to create a tropical rain forest down by one of the big Corp of Engineers lakes. We gave most of it back after The Van Der Platts Peeps and other spiritual leaders learned that jungles harbor people who run around naked and don't tithe.
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