Don't Blink

Just when I think I have read or heard everything about the global warming/climate change debate, someone out there manages to surpass the boundaries of all things logical. Just this week in a news flash reported by Reuters and I use the cliché loosely, scientist David Wilkinson from Liverpool John Moores University has made the claim that dinosaur flatulence created global warming that affected their lives to the point that it could have contributed to their extinction and climate change.

Some professions trace themselves back to obscurity. While we joke the world's oldest profession is prostitution, magic and divination probably are as old if not older than the former less noble occupation in the history of humanity. Since humans have first began to communicate with each other, I think we have all had a desire to know what is unknown, to learn that which is hidden from view.

We want the world to be a safe predictable place. While some of us like surprises, we really do not like to be surprised in most cases because usually those surprises that occur many times are not pleasant. I think that is why we tend to like things to be routine. Granted there are those who like to live on the edge and in a constant state of flux, but the majority of us prefer routine. This is why when something out of character or out of place occurs, we tend to search for an explanation to comfort ourselves and understand what we just experienced.

Time sure passes quickly by when you aren't paying attention. It seems like just yesterday when we made our first trip to the playground with Kathryn when she was around seven months old on Mother's Day. She was so tiny that we could barely get her to sit up in the smallest swings to take her picture that first time, and we sat her on the little sliding board and gently slid her down the board from top to bottom as she looked at us wondering what we were doing to her.