Whenever I despaired that true love and happiness could never last a lifetime, I thought of my friends Ken and Rob. They spent 30 years being each other’s best friend, laughing and loving each other with a respect and gentleness I could only ever envy. And now some sleepy driver who didn’t see the flashing lights has killed Ken. And all I can think is that it’s just not fair. Love like that should be kept in this world because it makes the world a little kinder, a little nicer, a little easier to handle. I know their love will
Sugar free candy corn
My friend tells me that such a thing exists but the drawback is that the sugar free part has a laxative effect. Hell, that’s part of the draw for me. Eat it, pass it, no weight gain but all the fun.
Do you remember when
Do you remember when everyone you knew over sixty had dentures? It was just a fact of lif – the glass on the table next to the bed with the teeth soaking in them. Now I don’t know anyone over sixty with dentures outside of Bush Alaska…which is a whole other story. I’m guessing this is a story of dental success that someone should be writing about. I’m sure glad I don’t have to take my teeth off at night – though I am happier and happier to take my bra off.
AFN Survey
For most of us who have spent any time living in Native villages in Alaska, the survey done by the First Alaskans Institute and recently discussed at AFN offered few surprises.
Most Alaska Natives feel they are doing better than their parents. That’s probably to be expected considering that the new generation is able to take for granted what their parents had to fight so hard to achieve – self determination, local education, corporations that puts dividends into their pockets.
What was more impressive was the voicing of feelings that were, until very recently, not said out loud. For instance,
Happy Halloween
I’m a diabetic now so all I can do is dream about the handfuls of candy corn I used to gulp down without a second thought. Would that some candy manufacturer could find a way to make sugar free candy corn. Now there’s someone I could salute.
Stop me, please stop me
OK, now I’m begging. Please stop me before I go into a Costco again. Do an intervention. Tackle me at the one yard line. Take my car keys away. Hell, take my car away. But stop me.
And now, the question that must be asked. Does anyone out there need 300 sponges?
Most scary face
Quick…for Halloween…most scary face….Dick Cheney smiling or Barbara Bush with any expression?
The cleats are back on
It must be winter. My studded snow tires AND the cleats for my shoes are both back in daily use. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could have the snow without the ice? the cold without the frigid cold? the dark season with some light? But then again, if we had those things, what would Alaskans have to bitch/brag about?
It’s the battery, stupid
My wireless mouse started acting all ragged and jerky. It kept freezing up the minute I wasn’t using it. So I cleaned out the contact points, reloaded the software, muttered about people who might have used my computer while I was out and downloaded something that was conflicting with it, decided that the MacGame I tried to buy had a virus and finally resorted to beating it on the table. Turns out it needed new batteries. Such old fashioned technology for such new fangled stuff.
When your own generals….
When your own generals blast the way you’ve conducted your war, it’s time for a decent man to resign and go back to what he does best…clearing brush in Texas. Oh wait, that’s right, he’s not a decent man.