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We should all be grateful

We all live in places where natural disasters can happen, whether tornadoes, or hurricanes or earthquakes or volcanoes erupting. And every day that we wake up and are able to go about our daily lives with normalcy, knowing the people and pets we love are safe and our homes are snug and cozy and waiting for us to get off work, we should remember to be very, very grateful. It can all go away so quickly.

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Shhhhh

There are little green things showing their heads above the ground in my yard. Quiet. It doesn’t take much to scare them away. Can’t wait to see what they are… given my ability in my yard, I’m going to guess either dandelions or whatever grows from the seeds my birds scatter in the house, my dogs eat because… well, because… and then poop out in the yard. This is always an exciting spring mystery.

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I’m a terrible person but…

I couldn’t stop grinning from ear to ear when I read that the judge ordered Joe Miller to pay Alaska Dispatch over $85,000 in legal fees for his sleazy (and does the man know any other way, really?) attempts to use the law to duck the law. He’s the type of lawyer that Charles Dickens skewered so well over 150 years ago in Bleak House with the case titled Jarndyce v Jarndyce. In fact, Joe would have fit right in with the sleaze that Dickens described in that lawsuit. Yay for Alaska Dispatch! Yay for John McKay! And yay for

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Damn those metal twirls!

We can send men to the moon. We can send spaceships to the outer limits of our galaxy. But the best we can come up with for attaching dog tags to dog collars are those damned tight little curled metal pieces that defy fingers, knives and pliers to open and twist the tag on. I’ve just spent the better part of Sunday afternoon affixing new dog tags to my dogs’ collars and my fingers are bleeding, my normally only slightly rancid personality is now totally gone to hell and I may need to drink heavily to get over the ordeal.

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In all my life

In all my life, I have never seen two dogs more reluctant to go out and “do their thing” as Bubba and Carm on Friday when that crappy mixture of rain and snow fell. I think they would have held it for twenty four hours if needed… or at least until I went to bed and couldn’t see them peeing on my carpet.

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Still sick

I didn’t think it was possible to feel this miserable for this long. I guess this is what I should expect when exposed to sunshine, humidity and heat. Alaskans just do not do well under those circumstances. I have gone from a scratchy throat to a stuffy nose to a hacking cough and I now feel as though someone screwed my ears on too tight.

Yep… sunshine will kill you if you aren’t careful.

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Back in the day

Back in my mostly misspent youth I could have written something in a stream of consciousness fashion that would have been coherent… or, at least, coherent to my addled brain. But now in my old age I find that if I miss a night’s sleep and then try to stay awake to write something, my stream of consciousness doesn’t even rise to the level of bizarre. It’s just incoherent.  All of which goes to explain why I won’t have a column in the Daily News today or on my website tomorrow. You can only push so hard before you collapse

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I’m going to bed

It is 6 AM. I’ve just returned home after an overnight flight from Hawaii. I thought I’d try to stay up and then just go to bed tonight so keep my schedule straight. Not gonna happen.

Good night.

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