Odds and ends, 3/20/07

For a long time, I have thought the idea of an "average" global temperature to be meaningless. It might tell you how much heat the earth contains, but it tells you nothing else. It's the distribution of heat that's important. So now I have my theory validated by a researcher in Denmark, who says the idea of a global average temperature isn't worth much.

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If I read the astronomical tables correctly, winter ends at 8:07 p.m. tonight, at about the time Randy is saying, "Yo, Dawg," Paula is babbling incoherently or Simon is telling someone what a fool they just made of themselves.

It doesn't matter. Spring, my favorite season, is almost here.

Spring is the time when I could have gotten a great photo, but I didn't have a camera. It was in the 1980s. I was driving on a back road in Gallia County, Ohio, one evening when I saw an old man on a small tractor plowing ground for his garden. Walking behind his tractor were chickens picking seeds or grubs or something out of the freshly turned soil. Man, I wish I had that photo.

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Oh no! Professional wrestlers might have used steroids! Who would have ever suspected?

I remember watching rasslin' on TV with my nephews in the 1980s. I usually rooted for the bad guys. Give me back the Iron Sheik, the Road Warriors, Abdullah the Butcher, the Great Kabuki, Ivan Koloff, Greg Valentine. Where have the middle-aged fat guys with the hairy backs gone? Everyone today is a steroid-pumped bodybuilder with no body hair at all. At least, I think. I haven't bothered to watch in so long, I have no idea who's rasslin' anymore.

Road Warriors Hawk is dead. So is Miss Elizabeth. And Wahoo McDaniel.