OK, I’ll give you all your chance. Nominations are now officially open for people, places and things that annoy you the most. Remember that Tom Cruise has been retired into the Hall of Fame so he’s not eligible. Nor are political elections in general, though I will give some consideration to specific ones that warrant extra special attention. And please leave Donald Trump’s hair. Scientology and ANYTHING to do with ANYTHING that at ANY TIME may include the words Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie. We do need to establish some standards.
This year’s winners, and new inductees into the Hall
Who would have thought this would happen in my lifetime
After the results of yesterday’s primaries came in last night, I realized that for the first time in forever I will go to the voting booth in the fall and know that no matter which candidate for governor wins, I’l be happy because we’ll have a good governor. I thought for sure I would die before that would come to pass.
The booze made me do it
Ah yes. It’s my favorite excuse in the whole world, right up there with “the dog ate my homework”. It is, of course, “Alcohol made me do it.” Isn’t there any personal responsibility left in this world? If we do something wrong, must we always find a scapegoat on which to fix the blame?
And so Mel Gibson comes out with the trite old saw that he isn’t anti-Semitic. It was the alcohol talking. Yet the words came out of his mouth. Do you think there might be a reason alcohol chose Mel’s mouth for those remarks as opposed to
Go vote
Today is primiary day and we actually have choices in this election with some credible people running. So go vote and make sure the assholes don’t win again.
Best Friends again
I’ve been sitting here e-mailing with my friend Sherie about our trip to Best Friends Animal Sanctuary and I realized that even though I have traveled to every continent in this world except for Antarctica, and visited every exotic place I could reach by land, sea, air or legs, Best Friends is still one of the greatest highlights of my life. Anyone who loves animals, or believes in the idea of gentleness and kindness as an antidote to hate and violence, should treat themselves to at least one trip to this place. It will heal your soul in ways you
The rain! The rain! Oh the horror of the rain!
It is now official. My dog has announced he will never go outside again because of the rain. He is totally unamused by it and finds the carpet of the guest bedroom (yes, Judy, YOUR bedroom when you visit) much warmer and drier for meeting nature’s call. I can’t say I blame him.
Bye Bye Birdie
So Bird TLC is having a Bye Bye Birdie event on September 23 to say farewell to our migratory birds as they head out for warmer winter climes. My question is why the hell they are still here considering the crappy summer we’ve had. They should have gone someplace with a warmer summer. Now that would have been smart.
Oh no, Mr. Whitekeys!
Well, there goes my social life. Mr. Whitekeys is shutting down the Fly By Night Club and now Kate and I will have to find another sleazy bar to hang out in every four months or so while she takes a break from family and I take a break from the birds. Tell me it isn’t so!
Mr. T rises once again from the ashes
Every time I think that my dog is finally so old he’s going to bite the dust, he comes roaring back. The weather turned colder this week here and he perked up like someone on speed. I guess he will always be an Arctic dog who loves the cold and hates the heat. When the sun is out, he walks slowly and reluctantly and I think his time has come. Then it gets cold, starts to rain and the wind blows and he walks like a six year old, not a sixteen and a half year old. Go figure!
Plane travel in the future…not a pretty picture
It is the year 2010. The war on terrorism continues unabated. And airline travel has kept up with the need for tighter security with each passing year. I am preparing to depart from Anchorage for a flight to the East Coast.
I drive my car to the parking lot in Wasilla, the nearest point private vehicles are allowed to Ted Stevens International. Oops, I mean Ted Stevens National. All international air travel must go through either Los Angeles or JFK in New York. Traveling to Europe or Asia now involves checking in two days in advance to get through all