Previously... Springtime For Someone This is my safe spaceThis is where I post, where I dream, where I hurt, and where I recover. Everybody who understands this Extras, Fun Stuff & Recommended Reading 42 Things About Me I Can Hear The Ocean. A proud member of Always go too far Albert Camus |
Winter During Summer Tuesday, Dec. 26, 2006 - 1:32 a.m. Here's another example of that Evil Global Warming:
For three weeks, locals and firefighters have sat trapped, ringed by fire, alone and vulnerable at the top of Mount Buller. Day after day, the bush burned in the valley below, the flames making charge after charge up the slopes, fanned by hot winds. But then, at Christmas time, it happened. The winds eased, the prayed-for rains came, and the fire threat abated. On Christmas Day itself, it snowed. A miracle. Lightly at first, but stronger as the day progressed, coating the mountaintop in an unseasonal white blanket. As it snowed outside, those on top of the mountain sat down to Christmas lunch, and relaxed for the first time in more than three weeks. Country Fire Authority volunteer and Mount Buller local Carly Reudavey said the fire fight had been a stressful time for all. "It was intense up here for a long time, really intense. Nobody up here has had a day off in 25 days." Luke Corbett said the rain and snow had been the break everybody needed. "It's been pretty hard, the fire was burning out there, but there was smoke everywhere so you didn't know exactly where it was, it was hot and windy. This (weather) has come at the exactly the right time." Yes sirree, we're all going to be flame-broiled because of Evil Global Warming. Obviously, Heat Miser and Snow Miser did some bartering. Thanks, fellas. --- I was saddened to hear of the passing of James Brown. He was one badass mothafucka, right up there with Elvis. I never found much of his music interesting, but wow, he sure had several lifetimes squashed into one, didn't he. RIP. --- Barbaro is out of his cast and only has a slight limp. Apparently if he can stand up on two legs for a few minutes at a time and do that thing he's supposed to do, his stud fees will earn his owners a little over a million dollars a year. Good luck, horsie. I hope nothing you ever do for the rest of your life hurts anymore. --- And finally, there's a scientific analysis of the Christmas Eve flight of Santa Claus. Please note that the author of the article presumes that Santa Claus is subject to the laws of Einsteinian physics. --- All right, there you go. Have a good Tuesday, and if you observe it, Happy Boxing Day. PS: Or fher gb qevax lbhe Binygvar! ---
what you missed - what's next - leave a note THE LEGAL STUFF: All content on this site that was created by me is copyright 2003-infinity by Brin Marie McLaughlin. Steal my stuff and I'll squash you like a bug. All incoming email or any other form of communication with me is subject to publication or other distribution by me in whole or in part at my sole discretion. This diary features the sole opinions and experiences of one person, namely me, the person who is paying for this space. In the interest of safety and accountability, no anonymous input will ever be allowed here, ever, for any reason in the entire history of ever. Whenever there is a comments section appearing in this diary, it's to be considered part of my paid presence on the web, and shall be used by my readership to supplement the things I have written here with relevant information in a polite manner. Comments that do not fall in that category are subject to deletion at my whim. Your visit to my diary along with your use of my comments section constitutes the understanding of this statement. Anything else on these pages including any comments belongs to whoever created it. All external links are current as of the date of the entry in which they are first featured, but at no other time. News excerpts used here are for educational purposes and are permitted under the Fair Use Doctrine. Hold hands when you cross the street, and play nice. |