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A quote from Don Young, Alaska’s sole representative to the US House, on the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.

“This is not an environmental disaster, and I will say that again and again because it is a natural phenomenon. Oil has seeped into this ocean for centuries, will continue to do it. During World War II there was over 10 million barrels of oil spilt from ships, and no natural catastrophe. … We will lose some birds, we will lose some fixed sealife, but overall it will recover.”

Oh sweet lord! He’s finally lost his mind.

Every time I cut into a nice, ripe avocado I thank god that I am alive in a time where there is such a thing as good fat.

I waited. I waited and waited. Then I waited some more. What was I waiting for? I was waiting for Barack Obama to express the outrage I felt at the destruction of our wetlands and sea caused by a company that, it is becoming more and more obvious, put profits ahead of safety.

Eleven people are dead, an entire ecosystem is in the process of being destroyed, thousands of livelihoods have been wiped out and our president is just now, over a month later, starting to sound angry.  Had George Bush been president during this disaster and acted this way,

A friend dropped by recently to say hi. She mentioned that her summer was already booked until end of July with visitors. I realized as she said it that mine was too. I may even have a few dates in August already taken.

No, we don’t run B and B’s. We’re just typical Alaskans having a typical Alaskan summer.

In Alaska, summer means saying goodbye to your friends in May and finding them again in September when the cold arrives and the visitors leave.

Am I the only one who sees Lindsay Lohan and thinks that calling her the epitome of trailer park trash is an insult to trailer park trash?

Because I can look out my window on a beautiful sunny morning in May and see a young moose energetically trotting towards the shrubbery I obviously planted for his morning meal.

The problem when Anchorage has so many pretty days in a row is that I get tired of pretty days. I mean, I live in Alaska. Part of the whole schtick is putting up with the challenging weather. If I had wanted pretty, I could have moved to San Diego.

I was not really mugged. It was merely an exercise in philosophical musing.  Ask my cousin Joe 3 and he’ll explain it all to you.

If I hear one more political candidate promise me that he or she is going to rein in government spending and size I will spit up all over the shoes of the person standing nearest to me. Those words have become some sort of conservative mantra with words that never change and promises that are never kept. It’s what people say to get elected and then they do whatever the hell they want. And yet we keep electing them with the hope that this time, this candidate will really mean it.

Here’s a heads up folks… they don’t and they

I am being mugged when my mugger suddenly exclaims, “Wait.. aren’t you that lady from the newspaper? I read your column all the time.” Should I be horrified or flattered?