Or moron weather, take your
pick.
The forecast for the
overnight is a low of 11. It's midnight . . . and 6 degrees. Doesn't feel like
it's warming up out there either. I walked the dog around the block around noon
when the temps finally pushed into the positive numbers today, and by the time
I got home, I felt like I couldn't walk down the hallway in my house without
banging into a wall.
Anyway.
I read a lot, obviously. And
I'll read longer into a lot of useless news articles because, well, it's yet
another way to avoid work.
Also, the interesting stuff
is often at the bottom of the article. Sure, pouring beet juice and mozzarella
brine on the roads sounds nifty to help rock salt do its business during
serious cold snaps, but read the last paragraph.
And then Google
"Halliburton loophole."
Sure . . . wastewater from
fracking is exactly what we want to spread all over the roads in this
country.
Idiots.
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