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They sit lonely and alone in a bag on my desk waiting for Anchorage to decide summer is here and the weather gets warm enough to put them in the ground. My hopes for my very own strawberries grows dimmer with each cold day. that passes.

Blue goes out for her final ablution of the night.  She meets both her needs and as she rises from the second, I expect to see her scrape her paws backwards based on some primeval memory of covering the scent. But tonight she is just not in the mood to succumb to that primitive urge. So she scrapes her right back foot only. One scrape through the mud and then her leg freezes in a pose, as straight back and away from her body as her old age can manage. She holds the pose for a second, disdain for such

Given what seems to be the slow death of letter writing and paying bills by mailing them in, I have to wonder what all those organizations are going to do that send you a “gift” with their solicitation in the form of return address labels.

… is Justin Beaver and why won’t people on TV stop talking about him? Unless, of course, he’s recently created a successful blueprint for peace in the mideast.

In the best of times, which would be a time without war, being a military spouse is a challenge. You move a lot and you spend more time than you could possibly have imagined being a single parent.  It is not a calling for the faint of heart.

I just spent a few days with a military wife whose husband is on his third deployment in as many years. She is raising two small boys by herself for the next few months. But thanks to the advances of modern technology, her husband gets to be an active father in his

for what we’ve done to her beautiful gulf and its irreplaceable creatures. What will it take for us to realize that with our greed we are shitting in our only nest.

My godchild’s three year old insisted on calling me UncleEese. Either we really were unable to teach him that aunt was for ladies and uncle was for men OR I’ve finally gotten so old that all secondary sexual characteristics have been totally obliterated.

On the other hand, at least it’s better than his nickname for his aunt whose name he can’t quite pronounce and so she has become… now and forever as far as I’m concerned… CaCa.

There I was, walking down the strip opposite the Bellaggio in Vegas. The fountains were spurting as a woman sang what was admittedly a beautiful version of the Star Spangled Banner.  As she reached the high notes and the rockets red glare, the fountain spouted gushers higher than one would have thought possible. The whole show was obviously designed to cause you to gasp and remember anew why you loved America. 

Except it was hard to reconcile that patriotic fervor with the men on the corners handing out cards for strip clubs that boasted the most beautiful naked ladies in

I was in the elevator at my hotel in Vegas. It was during those awkward few moments when it’s just you and one other person, in this case a man, on the elevator and you are trying to pretend to casual nonchalance. I glanced to my left where a poster hung touting a show.  I thought I could pretend interest in it until we hit the lobby floor.  Then I realized I was staring at the dancer’s nipples, carefully encircled with glittering diamond-like jewels and held perkily up by the contraption holding the jewels and aspiring to be some sort

I never shop in a store where the dresses displayed would have to be combined by a multiple of three to have enough material to get around my body.