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 ...
Maybe Bill should be encouraged to look for work while he has gas in the tank. Maybe.
I’m going to lie down for a bit, as I’m having some slight chest pains.
Since there is nothing wrong with my heart, I have decided that my weak lungs are to blame for the angina. When I was a toddler, I had pertussis, and I believe that’s why I need the nebulizer. Of course, I’m not a doctor, but logic dictates that I’m very close to the truth on this.
In a bit, I will have a breathing treatment.
Coffee.
What a great story! I love it.
“That’s just weird.”
London is weird.
2000 squre miles of weird.
Bill’s going to mow the lawn later.
31.5 degrees at 50% Humidity ,1008 mb.
In the South, we call that “muggy weather.”
Did you enjoy “Same Kind of Different As Me” ?
“His eye is on the sparrow.” Vigorously concur. Have an ongoing dialogue with our neighbor, the preacher, about The Creator's involvement with minutiae. (The sparrow doesn't think it's minutianimous. Me, neither.)
Forgive me for painting a mental picture of your confession. "I got ticked off 52 times. I thought 52 bad words."
Do you plan to photograph the sunflower drawing?
Re: tagline: I know what you mean.
Right on!
*snigger* ,I know...just above a frost. :)
The local record is 42.5. Ungh that was hot and humid.
Sounds like every day in TN. In other news, Mr. Sg set the oven on fire this A.M.
I hate when that happens.
"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them falls to the ground without your Father's will. Fear not: you are of more value than many sparrows."
I liked "Same Kind of Different As Me" very much. I confessed that I didn't want anyone else to touch the Silver Bullet, and Father Gary said, "Well, of course not! Neither would I!" so I guess I got a pass on that.
I can have a Highly Technical Teenager scan my sunflower drawing when it's done.
"I've been making my own decision ...
I'll take advice but I might not listen ...
I'll drink it twice if I'm drinking Jameson's,
I don't do it for my health,
but sometimes I like to drink all by myself."
Well you see, the instruction to ,”Please light the Oven” is easy to missunderstand.
Has the oven recoverd from this traumatic experience?
As was just about anything else associated with Monty Python.... ;-)
But no, I haven't read it yet.. ;-)
lol
Re your tagline, I saw a bumper sticker at the gym yesterday, in a design similar to “COEXIST,” only it said, “CONTRADICT,” and beneath that was something like, “There can only be one Truth.”
The oven was a little too warm for me to check on whether the shelves have fused to the interior. After having made turkey enchiladas for lunch and a protein-enriched German potato salad for dinner, I'm taking a little rest before I do dishes, vacuum, and check on the oven.
Have put "Same Kind of Different" on my must-read list--thanks for rec!
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