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Poor baby. People keep picking on him and his family. He may be running for public office and asking for public trust but that doesn’t mean we have a right to ask him questions about his past. We should just trust him because he’s that wonderful.

God… the site of a grown man who is asking me to vote him into one of the most powerful positions in this country whining about how he’s not being treated fairly is enough to make me want to take his cell phone and Wii away and send him to his room without dinner.

Blue comes and stands by the side of my chair as I sit curled up under a blanket watching my nighttime shows. She can’t see much anymore but she knows instinctively that if it’s after dinner, I’m in my chair. She doesn’t whine. Doesn’t bark. Just stands there staring at me. Eventually I feel a cold chill down my spine and I look left to see her cataract filled eyes watching me with unblinking intent. It is her way of saying, “Get your fat ass off that chair, I need to pee.”

So I unwrap the blanket, go to the

You mean commercials for the Mattress Ranch aren’t national? How do consumers save more money?

Living with an elderly dog is not for the fainthearted. However, it does provide for some very interesting moments.

For instance, yesterday as I got suited up for our walk, Blue came into the room and started barking very excitedly because she knew a walk was imminent.  She got so excited with her barking that she started to choke and cough. And every time she coughed, I’d here this hissing sound. It wasn’t until the third cough that the smell hit. Yep, farting and coughing at the same time.

My dog knows a new trick. How lucky am I?

If Joe MIller is so against government handouts, how comes he’s had more in his lifetime than I’ve had in mine and I’m twice as old as he is?

I stare at the keyboard and wonder what else can possibly be said about the epidemic of domestic violence in our state. If this latest survey from the UAA Justice Center follows the pattern others have, it will cause a stir for a week or so and then, like a dog spotting a squirrel, our attention will be diverted by something shiny flitting by.

When I first arrived in Alaska and saw domestic violence up close and personal, I was told there were lots of reasons for it. It was the darkness, the cold, the lack of activities, the poor

Lloyd Ahvakana came from that courtly generation of Native Alaskan men that I grew to know and appreciate during my 3 decades in Barrow. He was one of the founders of the borough and one of the early fighters for the right of the Inupiat people to govern themselves and benefit from the wealth of their land.

But here’s what I remember about him. One day, early on in the history of the borough when we still did things the way we wanted without too much attention to protocol, an employee (no, it wasn’t me) showed up in Lloyd’s office.

How many people in the peanut gallery are actually aware that there is a race for Alaska’s US House of Representatives happening this fall? OK, how many people actually care? Wow. If I total both responses I still only have to use one hand.

Seems like everyone around me gets hysterical about the fact that I don’t have a cell phone but me. I mean, we are all old enough to remember what life was like before cell phones, right? And you have to admit it was a much more civil, quiet time when you could take a walk and have some peaceful reflection time without being interrupted by someone who had some inane thought they needed to immediately share. Remember when you used to go out to lunch with friends and actually got to talk to them instead of staring at the ceiling