Posted on 07/03/2014 11:39:53 AM PDT by skeptoid
Nome is used to rowdy residents, but some relatively new transplants are making a real nuisance of themselves -- although unlike the colorful characters of the early 20th century gold rush days, these visitors have four legs, not two.
Musk oxen are wandering into the city on the Seward Peninsula, and despite loud noises, water hoses and even a blow-up bear coated in ursine urine, they don't want to leave.
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Nevada.
*GASP!*
In the northern part? How fun is that? Winter!
I’m near Reno.
What’s the saying?
Reno isn’t Hell, but you can see Sparks from there!
And I was born right between the two! LOL!
OK, so I’m still alive and now I’m working for the Department of Sanitation. Things have slowed down to the point where I can try to keep up with the UT and all of you, although I don’t promise it won’t get exciting and I’ll have to disappear again.
But it’s trash. How exciting can trash get? Unless there’s a rat in the building. But I still do IT so rats shouldn’t be too pervasive.
I keep telling myself.
That is why I don’t put things away.
It annoys the heck out of Mrs. ArGee, but she’s not gonna leave me after 32 years so I’ll just take care of myself and leave stuff lying around.
Hope your foot gets better soon, Face.
Kids.
Men aren’t allowed to hang out in the women’s dorm. They must keep everything in at all times.
What is this world coming to?
On that razor-thin line dividing them?
Thanks, ArGee!
It’s good to see you again! Welcome back! (From wherever you were!)
There used to be a wider line there, and that’s where the county hospital was. My family’s house was on Virginia Lane.
I was at a more demanding job where I had to (shudder) work hard all day. There were occasions where I could drop by, but I barely got caught up before I had to work again.
Well, FWIW, you were missed. It’s good to have you back. :o])
I’m the only parent on earth who objects to a 20-year-old boy staying over night in a girl’s dorm room. Of course, I don’t know what the girls’ parents think about this, because Bill won’t tell us the girls’ names, let alone who their parents are.
Too bad, so sad. He could join the military and be a financially independent adult, with his own independent adult social life.
Congratulations on the new job, hope the rats aren’t too numerous.
When I turned 20, I was two weeks away from having my first child. When my kids turned 20, they had both been in the military two years plus, earning their own money and having their own social problems that they managed to get out of without my help.
Of course between 24 and 30, they both had to try a little of this and a little of that, but they overcame and both are responsible adults. They should be, at their ages! LOL!
My kids used to pull the “you’re the only ones” card all the time.
We would remind them about the wide gate and the narrow gate. If they want to leave and be on the wide road (your point) they were welcome. But they should’t expect us to join them.
I”m glad I was missed. I hate hospitals.
Hey, I live in NYC. The rats (and ‘rats) are everywhere.
When I was a kid the Church youth group went to 18. The Church I attend now has a youth group that goes to 29.
Just remember. Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional.
His even proposing the idea is either disingenuous or genuinely ingenuous. Both have potentially bad results.
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