Spring in Jolly Ol’ England
Want to see spring in Kent? This photo was taken this morning:
That’s today, as in the sixth of April, 2008 A.D. Whatever happened to global warming, people?
I went to see Jonathan Coulton (yes, that Jonathan Coulton) perform in London a few weeks back. He was as amazing as you think (Andy has the full details) - go see him, like, now.
No, not right now, jackass. Read the rest of this post first.
Anyway, his last song was entitled First of May, and I hadn’t heard it before. It’s an absolute genius song about spring coming around (NSFW though - careful) and I loved every minute of it. One thing grated on me though: first of May? What the hell, man? Spring starts in March, I swear.
Lies, apparently. See above for proof. JoCo was right and is my new God. All hail.
So tell me, venerable JoCo, how exactly can I convince Al Gore to shut the hell up? I want some damn sunshine, and if that comes at the expense of the planet’s ecosystem, so be it.
I think it’s best we start calling it climate change exclusively, and not global warming. It’s supposed to be the hottest time of the year here in Poona and there’s frost in Panchgani, 100 kms away!
I love the weather as it is right now. You’re welcome to our excess sunshine.
P.S. Commenting was broken in Firefox on Ubuntu this morning.
wow is dat ur bck garden mate? buffting, esp dat dodgy shed? wot goes on in der?!?