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Here’s the quote that seems to have caught a lot of people’s attention. Mayor Sullivan uttered it concerning the gentleman sitting on the sidewalk across from city hall protesting the mayor’s actions regarding our homeless population. “ ‘I try to limit my discussion with first-degree sex offenders,’ he told reporters. Sullivan said the man would have to ‘clean up and make himself presentable as a good self-worthy human being would do,’ as well as filling out a form in the mayor’s office if he wants to have a legitimate meeting.” Wow. I mean, I get the sex offender part. But

Remember when we actually had leaders who put the good of their country over their re-election prospects when voting on a bill? Seems like quaint and ancient history now.

The birds are upstairs screaming their sad little souls out. I think they are saying they miss their Aunt Judy and wish she would hurry back as they think she still might have some high frequency hearing in one of her ears that they haven’t destroyed yet.

Yes, I’m talking about our august Congress. What a sad and pathetic collection of people. How the hell did we ever elect those idiots to office?

My sister flew up to Alaska on US Air. Was supposed to get in at 12:30 AM. Finally got here sometime after 4 AM.

Then, as we were leaving for the airport the night she was departing, she got a notice her flight had been cancelled and she could not be rebooked for TWO days. No explanation. No sorry for the inconvenience. No concerns about her job that she had to get back to or her connecting reservations on another airline.

There is nothing gracious or civil left about flying in general and US Air seems bent on making all

At Bird TLC’s property above Potter’s Marsh where the old Rabbit Hutch used to be on Old Seward. Come one, come all. Today from 9 to 3.

No, not my summer guests. They were wonderful. It’s the birds I was worried about. And while they did their best to drown out our conversations on occasion, they were not as bad as I feared. Of course, I’m used to them so my company might have a different take on this. But they didn’t bite anyone. Didn’t scream for longer than ten minutes at a time. And they actually let us sit up late in the living room laughing and talking while they were in their sleep room and didn’t start screaming to come out and join the conversation.

I recently found a channel on TV called ID: Investigate Discovery. This channel is devoted to true life stories of murder, kidnapping, child abductions… all those wonderful things that make us afraid to go out our front door. And I am somewhat ashamed to admit that it can be positively addictive.

I also located the Bio channel that runs much the same material but calls it a biography. It was under those auspices that I one day tuned in to a story about a Philadelphia mob figure with connections to my hometown of Atlantic City.  I was more listening than

There was a scrape in the new paint on my bedroom door due to pushing one of the birdcages in there in order to achieve some peace and quiet while company was here. I came downstairs to my computer and happily clicked on my very organized list of what paints went where in my house when I repainted and then got the small sample jar of the color listed for my bedroom door and bounded up the stairs to repair the slight damage. As I slapped the paint on the scrape I couldn’t help but notice that it didn’t seem

I know this is almost blasphemous to say in Alaska, but thank god for summer visitors. Without them, I would never discover some parts of this amazing state that are right under my nose but I wouldn’t explore without the impetus of what to do with my sister when she visits. Took a canoe trip to a glacier the other day. Breathtaking. Even better, our guide was a young man who is best friends with one of my favorite kids, Ben. So it took a leap of faith to accept that I was putting my life in the hands of