Friday, August 10, 2007


I'm not sure if we're in the throes of climate change. I don't know if the world is melting, and giant, lightning-throwing killer tornadoes are just around the corner. I don't know if California is going to be underwater next year. For all I know, greenhouse gases are going to bring dinosaurs back to life and they'll kill us all by December. (Which would be an AWESOME way to die, by the way. But that's another blog.)

All I can say is this: If CO2, the internal combustion engine, SUV's and cow flatulence are whats making it 106 degrees in Augusta, GA this week, somebody really dropped the ball.

Because this weather sucks major ass-butt-hole-ness. It makes me want to lay naked under my celing fan, crying.

This was what I looked like yesterday.

1 comment:

D'Art Strickland said...

Oh to think just 2 short weeks ago we were wearing sweatshirts in San Francisco...WHAT WERE WE THINKING?!?! Take that sweatshirt off, show some nipple, it wasn't cold...if I could only go back and punch myself in the throat.