June 11, 2014
Nasal Glazing or Eli Too Has a Question
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Hard hitting global and local news
Hard hitting global and local news
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Some links for the bunnies Magnus Westerstrand discusses the hidden Bengtsson and his media gambit. I am sad to have witnessed the changes in Lennart Bengtsson’s media presence over the last few years. At first it was just a few comments in local media such as this article in UNT 2009 stating among other things that a doubling of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere would only result in a temperature increase of about 1 o C as a result of the logarithmic forcing of CO 2 . This is misleading, of course, because it ignores feedbacks which increase that number substantially.
Visit site: The invisible modifier and another fine mess in the West Antarctic Ice Sheet collapse
See the original article here: You can feel the National Climate Assessment in your bones
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Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette Written by Merle Travis and Tex Williams Now I’m a feller with a heart of goldAnd the ways of a gentleman I’ve been toldThe kind of guy that wouldn’t even harm a fleaBut if me and a certain character metThe guy that invented the cigaretteI’d murder that son-of-a-gun in the first degreeIt ain’t cuz I don’t smoke myselfAnd I don’t reckon that it’ll harm your healthSmoked all my life and I ain’t dead yetBut nicotine slaves are all the sameAt a pettin’ party or a poker gameEverything gotta stop while they have a cigaretteSmoke, smoke, smoke that cigarettePuff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to deathTell St. Peter at the Golden GateThat you hate to make him waitBut you just gotta have another cigaretteNow in a game of chance the other nightOld Dame Fortune was a-doin’ me rightThe kings and the queens just kept on comin’ roundAnd I got a full and I bet ’em highBut my bluff didn’t work on a certain guyHe just kept on raisin’ and layin’ that money downNow he’d raise me and I’d raise himI sweated blood, gotta sink or swimHe finally called and didn’t even raise the betSo I said "aces full Pops how ’bout you?"He said "I’ll tell you in a minute or twoBut right now, I gotta have me a cigarette"Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarettePuff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to deathTell St. Peter at the Golden GateThat you hates to make him waitBut you just gotta have another cigarette(Ah, smoke it! Hah! Yes! Yes! Yes!)The other night I had a dateWith the cutest little girl in the United StatesA high-bred, uptown, fancy little dameShe loved me and it seemed to meThat things were ’bout like they oughta beSo hand in hand we strolled down lover’s laneShe was oh so far from a cake of iceAnd our smoochin’ party was goin’ niceSo help me cats I believe I’d be there yetBut I give her a kiss and a little squeezeAnd she said, "ah, Marty, excuse me pleaseI just gotta have me another, cigarette"And she said, smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarettePuff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to deathTell St
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