January 25th, 2008

Dead Dog Cat

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While wandering around the streets of the Inland Empire, yesterday, I was hit by a three-minute microburst of hail. Hail. In SoCal. The weirdness continues in that there was a tornado that hit Inglewood. What is this, Kansas?

Over a period of years, my Dad gave me several books to read because he'd enjoyed them, or found them interesting. They are starting to make their way to the front of my reading queue; however, I'm not finding them great works, sadly enough. The first, that I'm dumping, is The Bottomless Well: The Twilight of Fuel, the Virtue of Waste, and Why We Will Never Run Out of Energy. The premise seemed to be that historically, we keep finding more and more concentrated forms of energy, and we'll never need to worry. Then, the rest of the book is trying to prove the premise. My feeling is that this is wishful thinking. We MIGHT finally find a way to initiate a fusion reactor, thereby making lots more power, but it isn't a historical inevitability. So, out to the used bookstore it goes.