Next thing you know the dillo will be in Vegas, setting himself up as a lounge singer in the Dean Martin/Frank Sinatra style circa 1963, with an entourage of groupies and the reputation for being a ladies man, but a little agressive when he’s had a few whiskey sours – and he always has had a few.
I just hope Jeff hasn’t been arrested for producing C02 beyond his GE stock offsets, not to mention utilizing carbonated beverages.
[When are these Jolly Green Pea Brains going to start demonizing the carbonation of beverages and intentional fossilization of wood by the evil Briquet Industry?]
Btw, a good one-liner for combatting GW alarmists is the fact that the alleged-proxy-for-temperature tree rings have been narrowing since around 1960, while alleged [arbitrary and urban heat island susceptible] “global” temps. have been increasing in alleged hockey-stick fashion – a “divergence” problem.
And the tree ring data have not been updated for about two decades – you know, right when we might need them for scientific purposes.
And the data for “global” temp. reconstructions and even for instrumental constructions have not been archived in many cases – you know, for the purposes of the scientific method – so that they can be checked and analyzed by, say, peers.
Um, let’s just say that a small bottle of absinthe, the new Ducane 5 burner grill, and three puppies under 6th months of age gave the ‘dillo some REALLY bad ideas.
And if anyone sees Jeff, please ask him where my left flip flop went.
No news reports of rioting followed by massive grass fires, anyway…
SB: anti32
CD?
I think he might be a binge barbequer.
Am I the only one who’s noticed no recent mention of the armadillo lately? Just sayin’.
I’m not sure of the full story, PattyAnn, but I’ve heard he might have set out with Puce on a kind of Dharma Bums voyage of self-discovery.
I have obviously missed something. Will have to do a little more catch-up reading.
I can only hope the ‘dillo has found his own Dean Moriarty to do the driving.
Next thing you know the dillo will be in Vegas, setting himself up as a lounge singer in the Dean Martin/Frank Sinatra style circa 1963, with an entourage of groupies and the reputation for being a ladies man, but a little agressive when he’s had a few whiskey sours – and he always has had a few.
He’s busy auditioning one-eyed black tapdancing Jews.
I just hope Jeff hasn’t been arrested for producing C02 beyond his GE stock offsets, not to mention utilizing carbonated beverages.
[When are these Jolly Green Pea Brains going to start demonizing the carbonation of beverages and intentional fossilization of wood by the evil Briquet Industry?]
I do believe they’re already doing the latter.
So the Presto Logs are going to be next?
Btw, a good one-liner for combatting GW alarmists is the fact that the alleged-proxy-for-temperature tree rings have been narrowing since around 1960, while alleged [arbitrary and urban heat island susceptible] “global” temps. have been increasing in alleged hockey-stick fashion – a “divergence” problem.
And the tree ring data have not been updated for about two decades – you know, right when we might need them for scientific purposes.
And the data for “global” temp. reconstructions and even for instrumental constructions have not been archived in many cases – you know, for the purposes of the scientific method – so that they can be checked and analyzed by, say, peers.
see, Steve McIntyre at climateaudit.org
The dendrologists have been replaced with apologists.
Apparently, they’ve finally taken root with the insane, an invasive species.
I for one find it suspicious that the dillo’s been missing and now there’s an explosion in Vegas.
He probably wasn’t invited to the barbeque either.
Um, let’s just say that a small bottle of absinthe, the new Ducane 5 burner grill, and three puppies under 6th months of age gave the ‘dillo some REALLY bad ideas.
And if anyone sees Jeff, please ask him where my left flip flop went.
Dan—Last I saw of the ‘dillo, he was verbally humiliating Joey Bishop…
But, hey, <a href=”www.timblair.net”> Tim Blair’s got a bushy-tailed possum…
Dan—Last I saw of the ‘dillo, he was verbally humiliating Joey Bishop…
But, hey, Tim Blair’s got a bushy-tailed possum…
I’m thinking what Tim encountered looks like a wombat to me. Slightly more intelligent than its larger and louder cousin, the barking moonbat.