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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.

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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!

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Does anyone remember this? I do.

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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

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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.

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It’s coming

Next week the US Congress reconvenes. I’m guessing that what we will see is grandstanding on an unbelievable level as the House and Senate Committees hold interminable hearings on every “scandal” of the past few weeks. Members of Congress will posture, grandstand, speechify and use words incorrectly so that they get a spot on the evening news back home. And then, when all the bombast is done, nothing will happen. Just like nothing ever happens in Congress. (Know any bankers who’ve gone to jail for the financial crisis? Apple in any trouble over its questionable tax dodges?) As hot as

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Columns 2013

Foster parents are our unsung heroes

Despite their occasional protestations, most kids want the same things in life as they grow up. They want some stability. They want food when they’re hungry. They want to go to the same school dressed basically the same way as their friends. They want their homes to be safe, a place where no one harms them.

Unfortunately, not all kids get to have what they want. Some are brought up in families so dysfunctional as to barely be worthy of the sobriquet “family”. Some are beaten by those who should be protecting them. Some are used as sex objects by

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Why I am never bored

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So as I always do when I get the upstairs birds out for their showers on Friday, Bubba and Carm have the option of going into the yard, if the weather is nice, or staying in the office while the birds are out. They chose to be outside. When I finished the birds, Carm was at the back upstairs door waiting to be let in. Bubba wasn’t. I figured she was downstairs in the sun and I’d go let her in when I got down there to do the other birds. I came downstairs with a full trash bag so

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Memorial Day

For all those brave young men and women who have given life and limbs for their country… I long for the day when the people leading our country, and all the countries in the world, figure out a way to never ask you for that kind of sacrifice again.

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