And this morning we woke up to this:
Sweet Jesus, Mother Nature, just what the good feck is going on?! It's now the end of March which should, by any seasonal measure, be showing some tentative, green-shooted signs of spring. Instead we are still shoveling a foot of snow and cranking the radiators up to eleven.
I mean, where the hot hell is this global warning everyone keeps bleating on about? Melting icecaps, higher sea-levels, warmer winters, hotter summers, increased C02, drowned polar bears, shrinking ozone layer - God, yes please, bring it on I say, bring it on.
Well, okay, maybe not the polar bears, but all the rest, definitely.
According to the Hokkaido Shimbun, we've had the coldest winter in a generation with many places breaking records for the total amount of snowfall. Nor is winter finished with us yet. This evening NHK Hokkaido's somewhat spaced-out weather forecaster (unlike the genial assurances of Gerry Fleming, Ebina-san tends to give the impression that he's been partaking of Abashiri's finest, wildest medicinal herbs immediately prior to coming on air), told us we'd have snow for the rest of the week. Over the weekend we should have a temporary reprieve before another cold spell moves down from Siberia for the first week in April.
So, yeah, Al Gore, you're full of shit. And Russia, goddamn hate the proximity of your frozen landmass.
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