Happening tonight at the Capt. Cook Hotel starting at 5:30. Be there or be square… or, even worse, we’ll send pigeons to poop on your car. Continue reading →
Scribblings
What do the NCIS producers have against women?
Is it just me or do the producers of the NCIS franchise have a thing against women? By my count, Gibbs on NCIS lost his first wife to a drug dealer and his second or third (ex) wife to a bullet to the head while he walked with her. DiNozzo lost the mother of his child to a bomb. Director Vance lost his wife to an attack on his house. Kate, the original woman on the team, also died by a gunshot to the head. The female NCIS director, Jenny Shepard, died in a hail of bullets. And now, over
Trump is irony deprived
Answering questions about his firing of his FBI director while seated with the man most associated with the last crooked president who had to resign to not be impeached. Does it get anymore ironic? Continue reading →
Just when you think Trump has sucked all the sleaze into himself, we get proof more exists.
Lest there be any doubt left, Wasilla Republican Representative David Eastman is a pig. And on so many levels, that’s an insult to pigs. His head is so far up his ass, he can smell his breath.
https://www.adn.com/politics/alaska-legislature/2017/05/05/alaska-house-colleagues-condemn-wasilla-lawmaker-amid-furor-about-his-comments-on-abortion/
Free speech
] I think it goes without saying that I agree with almost nothing Ann Coulter says. But I will march shoulder to shoulder with her in defending her right to say it. We currently have an administration in Washington that seems determined to undermine so much of what most Americans hold valuable, be it the separation of powers or the distaste for nepotism. If we lose our right to free speech, we will truly lose ourselves as a nation and deserve to be relegated to the trash heap of history.
Free speech is the cornerstone of all we stand for. Continue reading →
Ah dogs…
Woke up this morning to find Snowy sleeping on top of Carm and Carm snoring peacefully underneath Snowy’s not inconsiderable bulk. Tried to get a picture but the minute I moved, they separated like two married lovers caught in flagrante delecto… or whatever that phrase is. I took almost six years of Latin but that was back in my misspent youth when I thought reading Cicero in the original was cool. I was wrong. Very, very wrong. Continue reading →
Wavering forever
As each winter goes on seemingly endlessly here, I think more and more often of perhaps someday leaving Alaska because it’s just too hard. Then days like today happen where the sky is endless and blue, the breeze is gentle, it’s not too hot or too cold and almost all the snow is gone from my yard. And I wonder how I could have ever thought of leaving. Then I see the moose poop all over my now exposed lawn and know I can never leave a place where moose come to my yard for the pause that refreshes. Continue reading →
The difference between youth and old age
When you’re young and get a twinge somewhere, you barely think about it. When you’re old and you get a twinge, you immediately wonder if this is the big one. Continue reading →