According to the calendar, it is well and truly summer...but I have been sleeping under a comforter for weeks now, I am still wearing heavy socks, the cats curl up under blankets at night, and just yesterday I saw library patrons wearing sweaters. Sweaters.
With all the "Oh no! The Earth is heating up!" hysteria in the news, I figured that Ohio would be a tropical paradise by now. I was making plans for a grove of mango and avocado trees in the back yard. Very disappointing. So I'm going to go buy some lightbulbs today. The real ones.
This global warming business isn't working out quite as I expected. Is that why they're calling it "global climate change" now?