How high's the water, mama? "Two feet high and risin'." How high's the water, papa? She said, "It's two feet high and risin'." It isn't quite that way here but by 7:00 a.m. we had received 2.5 inches of rain and it was still raining. Wet is me.......er no, I think that should be woe is me or woe is us. Couldn't get along with out it but more doesn't necessarily equate to better with some things. I do believe that rain has made itself a qualifier.
I read that all this rain in the Midwest was due to..........of course, global warming. It said warmer temperatures is always capable of carrying more moisture. So there you go, global warming. Seems to me they may have missed the fact that this time of the year it is and has always been pretty damn warm around here. Yucky yuck, I'm about greened out!
Here the rain is possibly doing us all a favor in diluting some of the E. coli that we have in the shitty water. One sample from the 20.5 mile marker showed E. coli more than four times the acceptable standard for swimming and other aquatic recreation. And hey, we're down stream from there.
Today Glenda is going with her lurch, joining with others for their weekly game of bridge at the Lions Club. This time she will be on her own. Other times she has had kind of an assistant to help her along. Some take the game very serous and are quick to bite those who screw up which has Glenda pretty nervous about it but she's tough enough to go anyway.
Lazy Larry has a pretty uncomfortable back problem and may do a lot of sitting with the hopes the rest will allow the overly taut muscles or whatever to give up the antagonizing revenge for every wrong move. My goodness, can you imagine how much worse it could have been had the problem been in the much larger front instead of the smaller back?
“The biofuels debacle is global warm-mongering in a nutshell: The first victims of poseur environmentalism will always be developing countries. In order for you to put biofuel in your Prius and feel good about yourself for no reason, real actual people in faraway places have to starve to death.” —Mark Steyn
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Thursday, July 03, 2008
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