In honor of my brother, the paleoclimatologist, a word which blogger seems to think is spelled wrong but I know is not, I wanted to weigh in on my local experience with "Global Warming." Technically, he's a paleolimnologist, but you that's clearly above my head. Suffice it to say, he's a geologist who studies lake beds and soil to determine changes to the earth over time.
It used to be called Global Warming, but then we get a few super cold days and the non-scientists get all huffy about "Where's your warming now?" So I think it basically boils down to rapid climate change in either direction. Which is bad. For instance, on Saturday is was 70 degrees. And tomorrow it's going to be in the 30's with sleet and freezing rain. This is not fair. Though Saturday did provide the FWD for the region.
The FWD is the First Warm Day. It is a glorious occasion where girls who have been constrained by duck boots and puffy coats for many months rejoice in getting to wear their summer clothes. What makes this more special is that the clothes are generally a little too risque for the weather, given the anticipatory shopping that has gone on for cute tops and short skirts over the past 6 months.
God Bless America