"hanging by a thread"

Time to move forward, straight but not narrow.
Well, the evidence is all around us.
The ice caps are melting from west to east.
""scientists in Antarctica say a major ice shelf is about to break away from the continent. The Wilkins Ice Shelf is said to be "hanging by a thread" from the Antarctic Peninsula, the strip of land pointing from the white continent towards the southern tip of South America.""

Fuck! I just put 1,000 miles on my 96 volt EV Rabbit, powered by a 3.4 Kw solar panel system on the roof of my house, the front door of which is all of 50 feet above sea level. Fuck! Why the USA isn't on board with this lifestyle, yet, I'll never know. But maybe, now is the time. It's time to feed from the sun, not the earth.
Feeding In Renewable Energy Breakthroughs
http://www.greentechmedia.com/articles/feeding-in-renewable-energy-breakthroughs-5556.html

So he's gone now. Off into a beautiful sunset brightly colored by the greenhouse gasses he did nothing about. Baby George is happy now, back in Texas with his fam damily. You can bet they're listen' to both kinds of music: Country and Western. You betcha!
And here's the song W oughta sing to all of us.
Brenda Lee's, I'm Sorry. (mea culpa, I changed one lousy word.)



I'M SORRY

I'm sorry, so sorry
That I was such a fool
I didn't know
Love could be so cruel
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes
You tell me mistakes
Are part of being dumb(ya)
But that don't right
The wrong that's been done
(I'm sorry) I'm sorry
(So sorry) So sorry
Please accept my apology
But love is blind
And I was to blind to see.
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes
You tell me mistakes
Are part of being dumb(ya)
But that don't right
The wrong that's been done
Oh oh oh oh uh-oh oh yes
I'm sorry, so sorry
Please accept my apology
But love was blind
And I was too blind to see
Sorry


YEEE HA!




Or. Willie Nelson sang it best, of course.
I changed one word of his lyric, and I want to dedicate it to W.
... and tell him, "Hey Texas! Don't Mess With Vermont!"


Somewhere in Texas
A cowboy dreams of the days
When the buffalo roamed
And he wished he had lived then
Cause he knew that he could have been
The best cowboy
The world had ever known
He went dancing that night
With his San Antone rose
The one he would marry someday
To the music of Bob Wills
And polkas and waltzes
While beautiful time passed away
Going home in this pickup not knowing this stickup
Was in progress on the same side of town
By a man in a truck the same kind he was driving
Bad karma was soon coming down
Before the store owner died she had tried to describe
The man who had shot him that day
And he described to a letter the misunderestimated cowboy
So he tried him and sent him away

W is for Whatever.

As they used to say at the height of the British Empire.
"The King Is Dead. Long Live The King."

Amen,
--F;

God Bless Everyone...

Pic - The Yahoo poll map the day before the historic election, November 3, 2008.

Even America.