I've spent this weekend researching and writing a paper that addresses Hubbert's Peak Oil Prediction Click at your own risk--it's freaking depressing stuff. Of course the reason we're in this predicament is that most of us prefer to just live our daily lives and not bother our pretty heads with information like, oh say, the imminent disappearance of life as we know it.
I think I know why. Because contemplating this issue? Makes my head hurt.
When the going gets tough, the tough bake. I decided to make a triple batch of banana bread--from my
10 calories of fossil fuel expended for each calorie of bad bananas. Aaaak! There goes my head again.
I made a triple batch. Some for the family and some to take to the Monday potluck over at Holly's. I'm only talking about shoes and secret boyfriends at the potluck! Those topics do not make my head hurt. Thank goodness.