The bad… they know all your most embarrassing secrets
The good… you have as much on them as they have on you.
It’s a standoff.
I don’t know why
But this SOOOO reminds me of my Catholic grade school days.
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Not funny anymore
C’mon guys… where is everyone. C’mon, it’s scary out here. Not funny guys. Allie allie out and free… please… someone… anyone….
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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.
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.
Anatomy of a rejection
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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Malala
Here is what Malala Yousafzai said on her 16th birthday while addressing a youth conference at the UN. “Let us pick up our books and our pens. They are our most powerful weapons. One child, one teacher, one book and one pen can change the world. Education is the only solution. Education first.”
For those of you not familiar with Malala, this was the 16th birthday that she was not supposed to have. This was the 16th birthday the Taliban did their best to take from her by climbing onto her school bus and shooting her at point blank range
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.
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
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!