I think of the banality of most phone conversations most of us have and wonder if the federal agents in charge of listening in don’t want to blow their brains out halfway through their shifts.
A way to help Bird TLC recoup its burglary losses
Go to: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Kendall-Auto-Alaska/215418495496?ref=ts&fref=ts
Vote for Bird TLC and if we get enough votes, we’ll get $5000. As in Chicago, you can vote early and often. In fact, you can go back to the site and vote every day.
Help us help Alaska’s wild birds. Don’t let the scumbags who stole what little we have win.
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Come one, come all
Alaska Public Media (you may know them as KSKA and KAKM) is holding its summer picnic on its campus from 3 to 10 today. Hot dogs and popcorn free. Beer and soda cost just a little. And there are no tote bags involved. No asking for money. Just a thank you to the public for supporting our efforts. I say “our” because I’m a proud board member.
Oh yeah… and there will be live music from local Alaskan bands from 4 til 10. So bring a chair. Bring a blanket to throw on the grass. Bring the family. Food, drinks
We’ll miss you Jon
John Oliver is good but he’s not Jon Stewart. The sun has dimmed a bit for my summer.
A tragic loss
I grew up in a neighborhood of extended families. Everyone had dozens of first and second cousins, aunts and uncles, great aunts and uncles as well as grandparents living within a short distance of each other. It was not at all unusual for your best friends to also be your relatives because that’s who you spent your holidays and summers with; that’s who blew out the candles on your birthday cakes from the day of single digit candles until… well, in my case, until today when I refuse to put that many candles on any cake. The faces that surround
Ah Joe Miller
I guess, the more I think about it, even without Sarah in the race, Joe alone will provide endless amusement. Sarah apparently will have to go some lengths to prove she’s still an Alaskan if she wants to run. Then she’ll have to do something about her less than stellar (last time I checked in the low 30’s) favorability rating. Poor Mead Treadwell. He’s apt to get lost in the excitement.
Let the circus commence
Oh please, oh please, oh please, God, let Sarah Palin throw her hat in the ring for Begich’s senate seat. Please. It will provide endless summer amusement on those days when the mosquitoes are too violent to venture out. Sarah versus Joe… Yes!
Does anyone remember this? I do.
In my very distant youth, this was the diving bell found at the end of the Steel Pier in Atlantic City. For a price that I could never afford, you got to cram into it and then it was lowered into the ocean so you could look through those little windows and see the magic of the sea. I can’t believe anyone was brave enough to trust their lives to that piece of metal. But many did and all survived.
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Yep, I’ve finally gone over the line
But how can I resist torturing the little dog with her turned up nose and princess attitude. She is clearly begging to be dressed up in ridiculous things. So I give you BuddhaBubba in her brand new pink sunglasses (thanks Auntie Janis) to match her pink cap and pink fleece coat. The complete outfit will be photographed on her as soon as I figure out how to keep the hat on her for longer than two seconds.
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So disgusting
Someone broke into Bird TLC and stole our little camera, two laptops and about $200 in petty cash. What sleazeoids! We have so little, we are such a small non-profit, and yet these assholes thought they should take what little we have. We are extremely grateful that they didn’t hurt any of our birds. We are extremely sorry that none of our eagles, hawks or owls were able to get to the thieves and rip their eyeballs out… well, I am, at any rate.