The Saga of Gudrun the Weathergirl

Sitting here in the warm summer breeze from the window and musing about how much warmer the weather is than when I was my kid’s age, I realized that the most useful purpose of language is as a record-keeper. We all know many things, much of which are inaccurate or flat-out wrong, but it’s hard to argue with numbers. Of course you have to assume that the information you’re reading is actually accurate; most of the time I’m happy with consistency. As long as the errors are about the same and in the same direction, that information is usable. Shame, now, that I didn’t keep up that weather station I had as a kid.