well i don't care if you don't and i don't feel if you don't and i don't want it if you don't
And, as the prophet Fethsholem said unto the Jefilites in Gegglewatts 11:17 of the Book of Revelations: in the month of August, in the first week on the second day of aforementioned week, there will be light posting, and there shall be light posting the day after, and maybe even the day after that, and yea, I say unto you, the topics shall come in threes, and they shall be like a serpent with a head of a goat with the tail of a relatively large squirrel, and this beast will carry free passes to the Dukes of Hazzard movie in a clenched fist.
As it was written, so shall it be done - I will be saving the world through freelance writing this week, and therefore must commit all of the Lab's sparse resources to this monumental task. In the meantime, submitted for your approval:
* Somebody put sprawl into my climate change! There is hay to be made of this, namely because of the timing of this announcement. The former should've been an above the fold on the front page, regardless of how sexy white trash n' pit bull stories might be for the hockey-deprived.
* That this was a crock of shit was no surprise - one of those stories that's more than less summed up by the header - but that the crock in question held so many other turds is.
* More chewy and juicy via the Public Employees for Environmental Responsibility, this time relaying the results of an employee survey at the E to the P to the A....the EPA - It's Something About Water or Science or Something. Some other stuff about our fallen agency here.
And holy shit was the last episode of Battlestar Galactica good.
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