...about Global Warming.
Then explain how it relates to snow on March 26th, in an area that often has snowless winters, and in which even when it does snow in winter, it often lasts less than a day.
Oh, sure, I can see snow year-round, whenever the sky clears enough that I can see Mt. Rainier, but Tahoma (the Native American name) is only metaphorically in my back yard.
There's snow accumulating in my back yard right now. Days after Easter, and the beginning of spring. Heard it was snowing in the general vicinity about 5:30. (Later, I found out it started snowing down toward Centralia, scene of this past winter's flooding, at about 4.) We ran our errands, and during the last one it started coming down here like it was The Day After. We're talking big, sticky clumps of flakes, the kind you feel and swear are going to leave a mark.
Mrs. Drang says she remembers snow as late as May 9th once, and I got snowed on during a Memorial Day fishing trip back in Michigan.
Still. Calls Al Gore's credibility even further into question.
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