It's still up in the air.
After a good dinner and a bottle of wine, they retire for the night, and go to sleep. Some hours later, Holmes wakes up and nudges his faithful friend.
"Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see."
"I see millions and millions of stars, Holmes," replies Watson.
"And what do you deduce from that?"
Watson ponders for a minute.
"Well, astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful, and that we are a small and insignificant part of the universe. What does it tell you, Holmes?"
Holmes is silent for a moment. "Watson, you idiot!" he says. "Someone has stolen our tent!"
My favorite class is geology. I love that class. Geology rocks.
Meteorology professor asked if anyone knew why earth was experiencing such extreme weather changes?
Me: Umm, because it's bipolar...
During a phone call with my dad today, we got to talking about a recent hailstorm.
"Did you know that before Europeans arrived, there was never any baseball-sized hail in America?" he asked me.
"Really? Why's that?" I answered, thinking that there was some interesting meteorological explanation forthcoming.
"Well, there were no baseballs around to compare hailstones to."
Damn it, Pop.