Angry Old Fat Man: The Algorecalypse

Whistling a tune...

Oh, the weather outside is frightful, But the fire is so delightful, And since we've no place to go, Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. It doesn't show signs of stopping, And I brought some corn for popping; The lights are turned way down low, Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. When we finally say good night, How I'll hate going out in the storm; But if you really hold me tight, All the way home I'll be warm. The fire is slowly dying, And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing, But as long as you love me so. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

possible record colds.... http://www.weather.com/newscenter/stormwatch/?from=wxcenter_news Happy Passover, Happy Resurrection. He said to them, "Why are you afraid, you men of little faith?" Then He got up and rebuked the winds and the sea, and it became perfectly calm. The men were amazed, and said, "What kind of a man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey Him?" "And in the morning, '{There will be} a storm today, for the sky is red and threatening.' Do you know how to discern the appearance of the sky, but cannot {discern} the signs of the times? "An evil and adulterous generation seeks after a sign; and a sign will not be given it, except the sign of Jonah." And He left them and went away. We live in an amazing system. I often wondered how a mere voice could control anything, much less the wind. And yet, one word can change the world for better or worse.Michaels7

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LOL. Good one!tribune7

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OH MY GAIA! Thanks DaveScot!angryoldfatman

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