I'm meeeeeeeeltiiiiiiiiing. It's heat waves such as this one that make me regret the fact that I was born made of 85% refined sugar. I guess it's just the price I pay for being so sweet. Wa-wink!
But listen, hippies - a heat wave is not irrefutable proof of global warming. I'm not denying the existence of global warming or anything insane or Fox News-ish like that. My point is that whenever it's a hot day and people shrug and say, "That's global warming for you" - it's irritating.
Every bit of (the admittedly incomplete) reading I've done on the subject leads me to believe that global warming is an insanely complicated scientific issue. Most scientists (the ones who aren't employed by political parties to push an agenda, that is) just don't have an accurate read on how the earth is changing and what's going to happen. My general understanding is that if we're going to feel an effect on global warming in this day and age, it will actually be not in the form of a summer heat wave, but milder winter days. Again - I don't know shit about shit. But I'm reasonably sure that it's not as simple as "hot day in August = global warming."
But regardless of scientific accuracy, a bunch of hippies clucking their tongues about global warming is quite simply blood-boiling. Come to think of it, listening to hippies talk about anything sets my bile-o-meter to "throat punch". Man, do I have a seething shiny black ball of hate in my heart for the hippies. And it's not that I disagree with all of their politics - I lean left on a lot of issues. But the smugness, the lack of humor, the closed-mindedness, the white-guy dreadlocks... sorry, guys - you know I try to keep it positive around here. But good gawd do I hate hippies.
Am I the only one that read this article in the Globe about the Someday Cafe in Davis Square being closed and laughed his ass off? Accosting the new owner, telling him that it's "morally wrong" to put a new business in that location? Can you believe the planet on which these people think they are living?
Hooray for the hippies being banished from my neighborhood. Hopefully they won't linger around too much, as then I may finally have cause to start the "sport hippie-hunting tours" I've been noodling on. It's a sure money-maker, don't you think?
But listen, hippies - a heat wave is not irrefutable proof of global warming. I'm not denying the existence of global warming or anything insane or Fox News-ish like that. My point is that whenever it's a hot day and people shrug and say, "That's global warming for you" - it's irritating.
Every bit of (the admittedly incomplete) reading I've done on the subject leads me to believe that global warming is an insanely complicated scientific issue. Most scientists (the ones who aren't employed by political parties to push an agenda, that is) just don't have an accurate read on how the earth is changing and what's going to happen. My general understanding is that if we're going to feel an effect on global warming in this day and age, it will actually be not in the form of a summer heat wave, but milder winter days. Again - I don't know shit about shit. But I'm reasonably sure that it's not as simple as "hot day in August = global warming."
But regardless of scientific accuracy, a bunch of hippies clucking their tongues about global warming is quite simply blood-boiling. Come to think of it, listening to hippies talk about anything sets my bile-o-meter to "throat punch". Man, do I have a seething shiny black ball of hate in my heart for the hippies. And it's not that I disagree with all of their politics - I lean left on a lot of issues. But the smugness, the lack of humor, the closed-mindedness, the white-guy dreadlocks... sorry, guys - you know I try to keep it positive around here. But good gawd do I hate hippies.
Am I the only one that read this article in the Globe about the Someday Cafe in Davis Square being closed and laughed his ass off? Accosting the new owner, telling him that it's "morally wrong" to put a new business in that location? Can you believe the planet on which these people think they are living?
Hooray for the hippies being banished from my neighborhood. Hopefully they won't linger around too much, as then I may finally have cause to start the "sport hippie-hunting tours" I've been noodling on. It's a sure money-maker, don't you think?
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"I don't know shit about shit."
Apparent.
Dude, first, "global warming" is SO 1996... it's "global climate change." Second, what you'll notice (are noticing) first has nothing to do with temperature, but increased precipitation in all forms. Third, I totally agree about the annoying banter. Equally annoying are the "global warming, my ass" comments on the coldest winter days. Fourth, I can not wait for Mr. Crepe! Let's get crepes the first day!!
I shall truly miss the iced yerba mate w/ honey at the Someday, and the guy with the dreadlocks made a hell of a latte, much better than Starbucks. Like comparing R.F. O'Sullivan's to McDonald's on that one, but yes, I do hate me some hippie.
What are they gonna put in there, anyway? A crappy crepe place?
Hippies. They're everywhere. They wanna save the earth, but all they do is smoke pot and smell bad. -Eric Cartman.
Brilliant.
The Mr. Crepe in the old location was a little pricey, but overall delicious. As a special bonus, it was nearly impossible to walk by the place without singing the Homer Simpson "Mr. Plow" song.
Mr. Crepe, that's my name/That name again is Mr. Crepe!
MY understanding of the effect of global warming is an increase in extreme weather patterns, regardless of season -- more severe thunderstorms, blizzards, hurricanes, raining frogs, what have you.
Can you believe the planet on which these people think they are living?
(yesterday:)
For what should we ask?
When undangling a preposition leads to sentences like the above, I seek to reword altogether.
The Mr. Crepe song is pretty much my favorite song. Of all times.
Get ready, b-day boy and b-day girl...the Spenco train takes off tomorrow morning!
P.S. Listen to Maura on all matters environmental. She's all degreed up the wazoo on those matters and does it for a living. Thank you.
Wow, those people are overreacting a bit, no? I liked the dredlocked guy and I'll miss him. Now they can go hang out at Diesel instead and scare away all the lesbians. We all win!
Mr. Crepe TASTES GOOD! I'm excited!
How is the coffee at Diesel?
I love Diesel's coffee. Big Sexy?
The coffee at the Diesel tasteslike the Wellesley College field hockey team's locker room smells.
I actually emailed the "morally wrong" lady and called her crazy. She didn't write back, but I'm pretty sure I'll be mentioned in her next single-spaced missive tacked to a telephone pole.
Did any of the hippies offer to cover the landlord's costs, or do they just want to call the shots? One must look far and wide to find a group more closed-minded while claiming the opposite than our beloved hippies.
If Dreadlock Man was so valuable to the community, he would be doing one heck of a business, his landlord could charge him a hefty rent and would therefore be dying to keep him.
Check out Michael Crighton's "State of Fear" and John Stossel's myth-buster on the topic if you want some scientific information presenting the other side of the global warming debate.
And for a great target for the throat-punch, how about the grammarsaurus on this thread? It's obvious he is trying to compensate for his own really small dangling participle.
Diggity is our lovable grammar curmudgeon. I don't think it's compensation, because his cock is actually enormous.
Just as I thought you couldn't possibly get more gay, you top yourself.
you top yourself
I bet that hurt, Brendo!
I'm going to blame the new Justin Timberlake single, "SexyBack", for the increase in the temp.
That song is so hottt. That's right, three t's.
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