Waiting for that morning when the new world is revealed, it's Monday Mail.
Today's opening is in some versions of "When the Saints Go Marching In," one of Waverly Hall blues singer Precious Bryant's favorites. Folks sang it at her funeral as she was laid to rest Saturday.
Here's a message for all you kids: Do you ever go outside? You do? Seriously? Do you ever see trees and birds and such? You do?
Then draw a picture of a plant or an animal we don't hunt and you could win the "Give Wildlife a Chance" poster contest, for which the deadline for entries is March 27. The Georgia Department of Natural Resources' Nongame Conservation Section contest has the thrilling theme: "Everyone Can Be a Citizen Scientist." It's for kids from kindergarten through fifth grade.
You youngsters keep in mind that you may depict only "Georgia's native nongame animals and plants." Pictures of plants it's legal to shoot will be rejected.
Hell on earth
The low Tuesday night is to be 28 degrees, and that's increasingly rare here these days. So blame global warming, like NASA Science News here:
NASA scientists say 2012 was the ninth warmest of any year since 1880, continuing a long-term trend of rising global temperatures. With the exception of 1998, the nine warmest years in the 132-year record all have occurred since 2000, with 2010 and 2005 ranking as the hottest years on record. The carbon dioxide level in the atmosphere was about 285 parts per million in 1880, the first year in the temperature record. By 1960, the atmospheric carbon dioxide concentration, measured at NOAA's Mauna Loa Observatory, was about 315 parts per million.
Today, that measurement exceeds 390 parts per million. While the globe experienced relatively warm temperatures in 2012, the continental U.S. endured its warmest year on record by far
Yeah? Then how come it's going to be 28 degrees here Tuesday night?
Quit picking on carbon dioxide. The Chinese have lots of carbon dioxide in their air in Beijing, and you don't hear them complaining about it.
Speaking of world powers, ponder this puzzler:
My friend says Alabama is a college. I say it is a football team.
Which of us is right?
Joe Willie Britt.
My name is Joe Willie, but my mom calls me Bear.
That depends on which one of you won't expose himself and rub against the other if he wins.
Tim Chitwood, email@example.com, 706-571-8508.