Monday, February 12, 2007

whimper.

Uhm ... was it just me, or didn't some kind of big report come out last week announcing that the world was going to end in fifty years?

I mean, the world won't end, but our place in it. Those cities not underwater will be in the same state as New Orleans - rich people with guns rebuilding and everyone else s.o.l.? I mean, wasn't that this gist of the announcement?

And since then, I have to admit, I have done nothing. Yes, yes, I have been replacing every burned out bulb with a nifty new flourescent, but I haven't started taking the bus yet. Neither, from what I can see, has anyone else.

Is someone going to take care of this for us?

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