And Now Your Martian Weather ForecastNear-surface atmospheric temperature at landing site: -100 C (-148 F) to 0 C (32 F). And I thought it was cold here. File under Space, The Final Frontier. 4:36:32 PM ![]() |
Brrrrrrr
It's 9 degrees right now and with any luck it'll reach 14 before it heads back down to 3 tonight. Last night the sky was so clear that the stars looked like tiny diamonds thrown against a black velvet sky. So clear but way too cold to convince me to take my telescope out to peer at Saturn, the Orion Nebula or the Pleiades. Me, I've got my thoughts on getting the hell out of here and heading down to the Cayman Islands. We'll see. Anyway, tonight we're heading into The City to see Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes at B.B. King's. G.E. Smith will be opening. That's if my wife's cold abates. If not, maybe I'll finally fire up that first DVD of Lord of the Rings. Or I can always sit back with some hot tea and read some more Robert Service. File under Stuff That Don't Fit Anywhere Else. 12:32:17 PM ![]() |
Personal Responsibility SurrendersSo now Pete Rose is whining that people aren't being fair to him:
Hey Pete, you've blamed everybody else for your situation and have refused to accept responsibility for your actions. You've lied and now you want us to believe your latest hustle. How can you expect forgiveness when you've refused to even apologize? All you've done is make excuses for your behavior. Why don't you just go away? File under From The Sports Desk. 12:07:28 PM ![]() |
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