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.
(Excerpt) Read more at adn.com ...
Speaking of politicians who won’t dry out and blow away in the wind:
Blair was giving a speech at three this afternoon on how he hopes the cease fire will hold permanently ,in Israel, and that we don’t want to be visiting this same problem again in six months time....
On the Three thirty news they where saying about the fifty rockets launched today. No sound from Heir Blair.
Ah, you have been given your Orders.
:)
There won’t be any peace in that area until Hamas is defeated. Period.
I feel so bad for those people, having to live in a war zone forever.
Horrible isn’t it.
I think they are showing incredible restraint.
I’d be dropping MOABs by now. (23Klb block clearing fuel/air bombs)
I’m familiar with the MOABs...and I agree. But don’t quote me, lest the NSA has us targeted.
MC Hammer has missed out on a beauty with the NSA
Must go the night is upon us.
Tomorrow the car gets new boots.
If Germany hadn’t won the World paint drying contest it wouldn’t be. (tut tut)
‘night. :)
Ta!
Sleep well!
I’m off to see America!
I’ll be back in a couple of hours.
Umm..
Wasn't aware that on your side of the salty pond the saloons had replacable boots. Be sure you get a color coordinated bonnet also...
;-)
Be careful out there....
That’s me hitting the sack just about every night.
POOF! Then nothing until the morning alarm.
I’m slightly depressed that I haven’t been able to get time to check in until now. I’d have surely had a droll comment at least 200 posts ago.
lol
Oh yes, nice black boots ,one on each corner.
They need changing because they are down to the Maximium permited tread depth in Brasil......[S] Only 15000 miles rubber left on each tyre. [/S]
It’s a £1000 per tyre fine plus 3 points on the licence, giving a 1 month driving ban. Bar stewards.
Being a Korean car (Hatchback not Saloon), made in the Czech Republic , i’m fitting Korean boots, also made in the Czech Republic.....
The Colour coordinated Bonnet comes as standard from the factory, held closed by colour coordinated lengths of ribbon tied under the bumper (fender).
LOL.. :)
PerfiK ! (Perfect)
You hear the Morning Alarm? :)
Now how was I to know it wasn’t a saloon. You didn’t send a picture...
Previously Overtaken By Events, here is the report on my Let It Go weekend.
I was just a few miles away, at a house owned by members of my church. They bought a historic (pre-1920) farmhouse, and fixed up the downstairs as meeting space and rooms for overnight guests, while they live upstairs. The house is about the same age as my grandparents’ house in Missouri; it even had a farmer running a hay baler Friday afternoon and Saturday morning.
My hosts were away for the weekend, so I was completely alone. A cat would have been nice, but they have allergies. I brought food and art supplies. As I carried my things in, I noticed flamingos in the garden, and later found several décor items in the house ... a nice personal touch. I spent Friday evening sitting around in the silence, made supper for one, and finished the history book I’d brought, “The Scarlet Sisters” by Myra MacPherson. I also started a book my hostess had selected for me, “Same Kind of Different As Me,” by Ron Hall and Denver Moore.
They’d suggested I would like sitting on the front porch in the evening, but in the few minute it took me to decide it was too hot, I got several mosquito bites and decided indoors was best! I noticed a hummingbird feeder was empty and boiled up some sugar water before I went to bed.
I got up about 6:30 Saturday morning, having slept no worse than usual. It was foggy as I drank my coffee and read the Lectionary on the back (screened) porch, where I found another flamingo décor item. I filled three hummingbird feeders between making breakfast and washing up.
(continued from above - don’t want a cat to hop on the keyboard and wipe out everything. I can tell Jake is thinking about it)
Feeding the hummingbirds was a key event, because it occurred to me that, since my hosts were away, the angry birds would have had to go next door if someone hadn’t been there to feed them. Then, I further reasoned, it had to be ME there, because most people wouldn’t have noticed the feeders were empty or taken the initiative to do something about it.
I thought, This ability to observe things that need to be done and take responsibility for them is a God-given ability that manifests His nature. “His eye is on the sparrow,” as the song says. “Que detalle, Senor, has tenido conmigo,” as the other song says, “What personal care you’ve taken with me, Lord.”
From this point, I spent the rest of Saturday morning in free-association with the Bible, and then reviewed my journals from the last year or so (two volumes) with an eye to the themes of “Let it go” and “Que detalle, Senor.” This took me through to lunchtime. (I moved inside when it got too hot on the porch.) Then I took a nap.
After my nap, I went to church, a drive of less than ten minutes in the Silver Bullet, which helpfully started. I went to Confession and made copies of the song page for the Spanish Mass. We had a recent episode of the copier’s not working Sunday morning, so now I’m anxious if I don’t get the copies made in advance. On the way home, I stopped at the grocery store and got a bottle of wine and some Cheez-its. Also some Diet Coke, so as not to drink all the wine too early!
For supper, I had leftover chicken salad, spinach, and a stir-fried zucchini with basil. I had been told to help myself to anything in the kitchen, and I found lemon-infused olive oil, from a shop in Charlotte. I used this to cook all my vegetables. Saturday evening, I finished reading “Same Kind of Different” and then looked in the shelves for something else. I found a biography of Mother Cornelia Connelly, the founder of a religious order with which our parish has a connection. Went to bed 10-ish.
Up at 6:30 again on Sunday. Not being foggy, it was uncomfortably sunny on the porch, but I moved chairs around. After prayers, I started a drawing of the sunflowers, which my hostess had requested. I stayed out there until the temperature got over 90, with breaks to fill the hummingbird feeders again and get my things together to move out. Before I left, I’d fixed the major mistakes in the picture, and I’ll finish it in the next week or so. I’ve been so busy in the last few days that my art supplies are still in the RX-7. At least they’re safe there from babies! I also finished the biography.
During the morning I got a call asking me to lead the Psalm during the Spanish Mass, so got myself over to church promptly at noon. As I picked up my perishable leftovers to put in the church’s refrigerator, Kathleen came scampering up, followed by Frank. They had noticed I was gone! After Mass, James left for Webelos camp, and the rest went to the water park in Monroe ... and then it was Monday!
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