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How about that?  Data is fudged, smudged, drudged, and… well, data is… malleable.

The World Has Never Seen Such Freezing Heat

Telegraph (dot-CO-dot-UK) put it beautifully:

A GISS spokesman lamely explained that the reason for the error in the Russian figures was that they were obtained from another body, and that GISS did not have resources to exercise proper quality control over the data it was supplied with. This is an astonishing admission: the figures published by Dr Hansen’s institute are not only one of the four data sets that the UN’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) relies on to promote its case for global warming, but they are the most widely quoted, since they consistently show higher temperatures than the others.

If there is one scientist more responsible than any other for the alarm over global warming it is Dr Hansen, who set the whole scare in train back in 1988 with his testimony to a US Senate committee chaired by Al Gore. Again and again, Dr Hansen has been to the fore in making extreme claims over the dangers of climate change. (He was recently in the news here for supporting the Greenpeace activists acquitted of criminally damaging a coal-fired power station in Kent, on the grounds that the harm done to the planet by a new power station would far outweigh any damage they had done themselves.)

I’m sitting here in snow.  Before Thanksgiving.  Inches and inches of snow.  Been looking forward to driving in it, too.  Yah.  Hoo.

So much for my dream of being bitten by a mosquito in December.

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Ok, by now many MoronBloggers have been saying “Pffft!  To hell with this Mr. Lemur King jerk.  He gets a game and drops us like a bad habit.”

Well, uh… yes.  Sorry.  But to be fair other things like work, family, my neck, the dog, and sleep (rare as it is) have conspired to give me just enough time to do one of two things in the free hour or so that I have before bed… Blogging  – or – Being a Bad Guy and ridding Africa of Even More Bad Guys.

Until, that is, Part 2 of Far Cry.  It got lots harder and they started shoving entire companies of bad guys at you all at once in cramped quarters with nowhere to run.  And being stingy with the ammo.  Not very “open ended” and in fact I don’t believe I’ll buy another game from them.  Tell me:  Why do companies who make software that is a major hit go and take the very things that made the game “The Best” and NOT do them in the sequel?

Cases in point:

Far Cry —>  Far Cry 2 :: Ignore the open-ended  strategy and force essentially linear play just as soon as the game gets really good

Deus Ex —>  Deus Ex: Invisible War :: Every damn thing that made the original good… they DID NOT do in the sequel, and they dumbed it down for consoles

Doom I and II —>  Doom III ::  Hello?  I seem to remember open areas and a whole lot more lighting – this flashlight/gun/pit-of-darkness crap was pretty worthless

You would think that they never once asked a hardcore player off the street what they thought, wouldn’t you?  You’d be right.

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So, instead, I’ve seen the error of my ways.  That choice was clearly unacceptable and totally unfair.  I’ve decided to go back to the start and have chosen to play Fallout 3 instead.  Is it quite like FO1 and FO2?  Nope.  Is it indeed “Oblivion with Guns”?   Weeeeeelllll… yes and no.  It feels like Oblivion in terms of movement, dialogue, and interaction with the world.  What it does have is an absolutely creep-your-butt-out atmosphere and sound and it really really feels like after the bombs fell.  My movement from point A to point B to get back to town at night was 1/10th speed because of turning around all the time, looking for sneaky bad guys.

VATS targeting system is a hoot, and if you hit the bad guy critically… parts go flying.  Heads, too.  That must sound gross.  And it is.  But once you get numb to it, bullet-time takedowns of the bad guys are what you live for.

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Smoking meat will give you a hell of a raspy cough though.

No Runny Eggs, Lemur King, Cruel Wife (and kidlets) plus a starving neighbor chowed down – smoked wings, pulled pork, ribs, rolls/buns, mustard and tomato sauces, mac and potato salad, baked beans…  Oh yeah.

NRE, being an incredibly laid back fella, seems to be a small-critter magnet, drawing attention from both of my offspring and Silver d’Cat.

This was a GOOD thing, as I had been cooking the pork butt (shoulder) roasts since 8pm the night before, and then the ribs since 9:30am this morning.   By the time you hit the home stretch, energetic offspring make it hard to pull it all together.  And I was *tired*.  Not at the peak of my game yet, obviously.

Meanwhile, Cruel Wife was awesomely terrific and made up a batch of my favorite Habanero Peanut-Butter Cookies.  Oh yeah.  I think NRE approved… (click the pics for larger versions)

Big Betsy – she finished off the buffalo wings, kept the pork warm, and toasted all the things that don’t do well in the smoker itself.

Here is Big Betsy.

The food… Note the bark on the ribs… black as sin but lots tastier (sez me).

I ended up scarfing 2-1/2 pulled pork sandwiches, four chunks of ribs, beans, mac salad, and enough Dr. Pepper to up my chances of diabetes by roughly 2000%.   I left my portion of buffalo wings to Cruel Wife since she is the one that would crawl bare-assed nekkid through turpentine and broken glass for a smoked wing – or rather – my smoked buffalo wings.

Girl-Child Unit #1 and Death-Wish Boy had a blast pestering NRE as I said before but I think they also managed to pull off “cute” at the same time, thus avoiding the humiliation of being sold to gypsies.  Their faces are covered for your protection, Constant Reader, for while they may look harmless, they are pure unadulterated evil.

Tomorrow the plan is to go to the Henry Ford Museum.  If you have never been there, this is a place worth making a vacation trip out of.  Between the Museum and Greenfield Village (both started by Ford) you have a lot of fascinating things to see, side by side.  Plan two days to see both.

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MoronBlogging It.

Well, it was a very quiet affair hanging out – myself, Cruel Wife, No Runny Eggs, Girl-Child Unit #1, and Death-Wish Boy.  And Silver d’Cat.

Click it for larger pic…

Shown:  Wok Hei – the art of blistering your Jae Jaeng Myun and then snarfing it 8x as fast as you should – it is on the Recipes page, if you care.  This has red bell pepper and onion standing in for the broccoli.

Hung out and talked with NRE, stumbled over and reminisced about Weasels Catsophone as Silver d’Cat cadged scritch after scritch from our allergic NRE (who finds the silly cat to be hypoallergenic even if he can be hyperannoying).

More in a bit…

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Okay… photo-op, and Hillary is “kissing” Obama (see pic).  Below that pic, was a closeup shot that another photographer caught at this very moment.

The man barely escaped with his life, I tell you.

Full article:  Obama, Clinton appeal for Democratic unity in N.H.

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I’m vile and will take heat for this, but it was funny.  It’s a joke, relax.  No, it’s not mine.  I’m not so clever.

John McCain, Hillary Clinton, and Barak Obama were walking down a Washington D.C. street when they came upon a homeless person.
The Republican, John McCain, gave the homeless person his business card and told him to come to his office for a job.  He then took $20 out of his pocket and gave it to the homeless person.
Hillary was very impressed, so when they came upon another homeless person, she decided to help.  She walked over to the homeless person and gave him directions to the welfare office.  She then reached into John McCain’s pocket and got out $20.  She kept $15 for her administrative fees and gave the homeless person $5.

When they came upon yet another homeless person, Barak told the homeless person to ‘have hope . . . change is coming . . .’ and gave him nothing.

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