Well my friends, the monolithic media warned us, and now the "Prognosticator of Prognosticators" has pronounced it: we're due to have six more weeks of global warming, followed by an early global warming period (formerly called "spring"), and after that, expect endless global warming, and an accompanying amount of media blathering about how your light bulbs and family station wagons are melting the polar ice caps - and don't you feel bad about that? Our imminent demise is now a fait accompli.
I, for one, have taken to 1) physically removing my furnace to avoid being tempted, and to wearing three sweaters to bed at night, 2) riding my daughter's Razor scooter the 16-miles to work in Bethesda each day, and 3) using only non-tallow candles in place of electric lights in every room of the house. From here on out, the only electricity I'm using will power my computer to keep you, dear reader, informed of the earth's rapid temperature increase (note: the electrical power will be supplied by my furious pedaling on a small personal generator while I sit at the keyboard - no oil, coal or nuclear isotopes will be harmed in the production and delivery of my blog updates / random, chaotic web surfing)
That is all.
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