An excellent post –from an excellent blog. Fun to follow.
The things you think about when your brain is bored.
If you move your fingers one key to the left, instead of typing “for” you’ll type “die.” Or, you could trying typing “Jo” and find you’ve typed “Hi.”
But, alas, I digress.
Hurricane EIEIO provided my part of Florida with one lousy rain band.
Are we being subjected to ridiculous names as part of a scientific effort to shame a hurricane?
That’s desperation at it’s worst.
On the bright side, this time it looks like the “name that hurricane” version of a rain dance worked.
That’s how superstitions start. Mix a bit of luck in with partial reinforcement (think “gambling”) and people will do rain dances for eternity.
…back to hurricanes. How about some fractured history?
Once upon a time, hurricanes were named after women: Florence, Donna, and Katrina.
Then the feminist movement said, “That’s not fair! Name them after…
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