Spring has sprung. The country’s at war. (And yes, in fact this is my very first mention here of that particular bit of idiocy.) For some reason the song that came to mind this morning was Midnight Oil’s “Too Much Sunshine”.

PAST – So tell us, did you get too much sunshine as a kid? Or not enough?

(It depends on how you look at it. I think I spent a lot of my childhood out of doors. Nowadays I have the soul of a cave-dwelling hermit, except for when I get the urge to walk in the forests. I love trees.)

PRESENT – Being someone with a mild case of seasonal depression, I look forward to the return of sunshine to the world. Being someone who also loves living in a lively green part of the world, I respect and even enjoy the various kinds of rain we receive. Are you a rain or shine person?

(Oh wait, I already answered this as part of the question. Damn I’m clever.)

FUTURE – You’re appointed by the Joint Chiefs the task of coming up with a better term than “Sunshine Units” to describe nuclear radiation doses. Give it your best shot, Colonel.

(Sir, I respectfully submit that “Sunshine Units” is a frelling absurd way to describe lethal radiation. In its place I suggest the term “Fizz,” which is clever because the “fizz” comes from nuclear “fission.” Er, yes sir, I know that we have fusion bombs. Sir, most Americans don’t know the difference between fission and fusion. Hell, most Americans don’t bat an eyelash when the President says “nuke-yew-ler.” Yes sir, that was disrespectful, and I apologize.)

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Oh, and if you want to hear the Midnight Oil song, ask me and I’ll hook you up…