weather
Apparently it is some sort of time-honored ritual to make your meteorologist sacrifice themselves to the optics...
We were promised 3 inches of snow. Then 6 inches of snow. Then 9 inches of snow.
The calendar may say it's the first day off Fall, but my thermometer still says 89.
1966’s “Summer in the City” by The Lovin’ Spoonful is a song that always comes to mind...
The only thing Malthusian predictions have had in common is being completely wrong
If solar power was a magic unicorn just this side of cold fusion, we'd all already be...
Step right up for some fearless prognostication!
To the left is a meal I had in Portland, Oregon this weekend. It was not the best...
