Global Warming?

I have an inconvenient truth for my all my environmentalist friends out there... You are trying to sell this global warming business to the wrong crowd if you are anywhere north of Arizona state line.
I am not so concerned about whether or not people accept global warming as a scientific fact. I think the bigger and more realistic problem is that even if you convince people living in cold climates that global warming is real, they will think it is awesome. When you are finished explaining to these people that their climate is going to get warmer, and that rising sea levels will mostly affect people in California, they are still going to be waiting for the bad news... Allow me to set the scene.
A well educated Ph.D. of some sort is at a town hall meeting, somewhere deep in red-America, doing his best to explaining to the locals about the dangers of global warming. Upon finishing his spirited presentation a hand is raised and the following conversation takes place.

Farmer - "Errrrr..., uhhhh..., was there supposed to be a warning in there somewhere Mr. science man?"
Ph.D. - "Aren't you listening you stupid hick!? I said there would be no more severe winter weather!"
Farmer - "Uh huh."
Ph.D. - "Summer would be like 6 months long!"
Farmer - "Yes sir..."
Ph.D. - "And all those intellectual types living along the coasts, who hate your stinkin' guts, because of your morals and values, would lose their houses!"
Farmer, (now speaking very slowly and carefully enunciating his words) - "I'm with you so far... Now, at what point does the bad stuff start happening?"

They would likely go on like that for hours.

The Ph.D. could also warn them about how their land would become insanely valuable, and how the extra rain would likely turn their entire area in to a tropical paradise, and how the women of that area, would of course become more attractive as the warm summer sun kept their skin golden-brown, all year round, forcing them to wear less, if any clothing at all....

No,... I am sorry Mr. Science man. While all of that sounds perfectly awful to me, I think you will have to come up with a more convincing argument if you expect to get anywhere with these people.

30 Years Old

Today is my 30th birthday. (That's me in the picture)
I remember when I was a kid and 30 seemed so old. Now that I am there, it seems even older. In recent months I have started to find gray hairs peeking out here and there. The transformation has already started! Before I know it, my kids will be helping me eat and dabbing slobber off my chin!

Maybe I am being melodramatic about this whole thing, but I don't think so. What I do think is that everyone else is not being dramatic enough!

They say that men are like fine wine, in that they get better with age. And I guess this is true... If your name is Sean Connery or George Clooney. Aside from those two people, everyone else just gets older with age.

Better with age my foot! Do you know who made up that saying? The same group of liars that said "Winning isn't everything" and "All you can do is you best". Well let me give you a little reality therapy buddy. Your best wasn't good enough and you lost! And now you will never get another chance, because that was your last year of high school and you blew it! Now you will never date the prom queen (whoever that was?) and before you know it, you will be 30 years old and considering which shade of "Just for Men" is right for you! Dang you George Clooney, for setting the bar so high!!!

Now I can already hear your rebuttals and arguments:

"But Shea, you're still the best looking guy I know."

and

"I would kill for your intellect at any age!"

or

"Of all your over-achieving, nerdy siblings, who thought they were so special excelling in remedial classes, taught at a stupid, second rate high-school, getting 4.0 GPAs and scholarships while you were still struggling through math 101, not because you were stupid, but because you were too busy partying with all the cool kids, every night of the week to waste time studying for some dorks test, who hates you anyway, because you nic-named him "Poop-Tooth", which was less of a nic-name and more of an actual description, that you inavertently blurted out during an assembly!!!....!!....! (Deep Breath)...... What was I saying?... Oh nevermind. I just wanted you to admit that I was the best looking person you know and that my siblings were all nerds.