This summer there were some crazy big forest fires here in Colorado. You know about the homes destroyed, and people displaced.
Locally, people were getting a little testy as we all expected something to catch on fire at the drop of a hat-or cigarette.
This sign was hanging at a ranch near Redstone, Colorado.
The guy who put the sign up was serious about fires. I couldn’t print the other sign he had.
Don’t mess with cowboys when it comes to fires.
El Kabong with a shovel.
Global warming, global cooling, forest fires, mudflows, beetle infestations, and incredibly stinky feet. This has been the summer of 2012.
I’ve heard from more than one source that this has been
“…the hottest July on record.”
That can’t be right.
There are fossilized palm trees in Siberia.
Evidently, Siberia had enough warm summers to support palm trees, water slides, and expensive sunscreen displays.
“Jerry, that was not ‘on record’,” you might say. “Those are fossils.”
In response to that, I have two words.
“Fossil Record.”
People either have to stop saying “This has been the hottest July on Record,” or they have to stop calling it “The Fossil Record.”
I don’t care which way it goes.
The whole matter could be settled between environmentalists, and paleontologists with a thumb wrestling war. Winner takes all.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to book a waterpark vacation in Siberia.