Scribblings

Way to go San Diego!

Looks like San Diego Mayor Filner may actually pass politicians like Wiener, Spitzer and every Republican found in a men’s room with a wide stance. And I thought Arnold was the only gross politician in California. Way to go San Diego. Good to see you breaking into the big leagues.

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I blame the heat

If the first frost doesn’t arrive soon, I don’t know if I can continue. This blog is hanging by a thread as I try to find the energy to type.  If this is global warming, then damn all those people who polluted the earth and brought it about.

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Anatomy of a rejection

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Photo One – the male attempts to catch the female’s interest by showing her how well he can roll over and scratch his back on the ground

Photo Two – the female looks at the male and wonders how they can to be the dominant sex in the world

Photo Three – the female heads out to find something more interesting to do than watch a male posture

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Scribblings

C’mon Sarah!

Momma needs an easy year. Hasn’t had one since your last run for office. So run, Sarah. Run. I won’t have to scratch my head to think of a column topic for so long as you’re out there explaining where Russia is.

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A baby eagle

When we get baby birds in at Bird TLC, one of the cardinal rules we follow is to not let the birds imprint on us so that when we set them free, they are still wild and afraid of people… a must if they are to survive. But this year we got in a baby eagle who fell from the nest and broke its wing. It will never fly well enough to be releasable and so is destined to a life as an education bird. This means that we are actually encouraged to get the eagle to imprint on us

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I’ve decided it must be me

I am not, to put it mildly, a sun person. I am barely holding on, gripping sanity by my fingertips, waiting for the first frost. I want to sit in my office and not have mosquitoes buzzing around my head. I want to go to sleep under piles of blankets enjoying the warmth of my dogs surrounding me instead of wanting to throw the sheets back and scream in sweaty frustration.

I did not move to Alaska to be this hot. So stop it. Do you hear me, stop it!

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Wells Fargo

A banker at WF talked me into doing something that he said would eliminate monthly fees for my personal and business checking and saving accounts. But the monthly fees kept coming. And calls to my local branch were never answered. Finally got through to the 800 number. They informed me the application was never completed. Interesting since it was the banker doing the app. When I asked about the three years of fees that I should not have been receiving had their banker done his work, they informed me with great joy that they would reimburse me for the past

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Wells Fargo

May it rot in hell. More tomorrow when I can breathe more easily and not want to run screaming naked through the headquarters screaming “Die you scumbag bankers. Die.”

What a pleasure to talk to someone from North Rim Bank instead.

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