Last week I took a landscape photo outside my home in rural North Carolina for the purpose of showing the beauty of Summertime in the South.
This picture was taken about 4:00 PM on last Tuesday. It was really a lovely day. The sun was shining and folks were outside doing yard work, walking their dogs and melting into the pavement. Thankfully there is a big river nearby, which I had to cast myself into so that I might survive long enough to make this weblog post.
I think I’m really starting to come around to the side that opposes Al Gore‘s “junk science” film which asserts that something called “global warming” may be happening. There is no proof of this fact, only the misguided rantings of a disenfranchised politician. He really should get back to inventing another internet or something.
Last Wednesday (Dec 7 2005) I walked out of the library and noticed a group of students talking to a human-sized skunk. The skunk was not talking to the group, but instead kind of miming responses. I had to laugh and quickly reach for my camera. Well, the gig was up and the skunk knew something I didn’t.
Namely that he had two friends waiting around the corner. So, the skunk closed in from the right while his elephant and chipmunk buddies blocked my other escape routes. I thought “This is it. This is the end.” Instead of a vicious thrashing, they just mildly abused me as I passed on by The Pit.
It was at that moment I realized this was not the Great Animal Uprising as predicted in the scriptures. And these were not the brave human-sized animal warriors said to free us from the shackles of the Earth. Instead, they were just Vegas-grade furry fetish perverts intent on frotteurizing members of the UNC community.
Someone really should call the cops.
A new scapegoat was found this week for ulcers and other stomach ailments. H. pylori, discovered by two brave Australian dudes, may be more of a threat to our tummies than stress. Now these researchers are mad rich and famous. Good on ya, mates!
H. pylori Dave image courtesy of elimenop
Oh No! Say it ain’t so!! My beautiful baby dog (Miss Alva to you) got bit by something nasty last night. This morning I woke to see her covered in hives and with a face about double the fatness of normal. Thankfully our vet was able to see her right away and with a couple of quick shots she was treated. She is definitely looking better 15 hours later, but still not back to normal. I had to administer some more Prednisone about two hours ago, so hopefully by morning she will be back to her normal self. Oh, poor Alva Dog!
Too many links a’clutterin’ up the ‘ol desk-er-ino. Can’t talk. Eating.
Okay. Gotta go. There is beer to be drunk.
Today I received one of those endlessly forwarded chain emails. This one was a bit harder to dismiss, however, since it opened with a photograph of the Dalai Lama and some advice for achieving good karma. This “advice for 2005” looks a lot like advice he has offered in the past, so someone may just have made last year’s words into a powerpoint. But who cares? It is worth reading anyway. And since it told me I had to sent it to 39 people in 39 hours to prevent leper zombie-like maladies from befalling me, then I figured I’d be doubly safe were I to post it to a blog that several thousand people read on a daily basis. Yeah, I should be safe from any sudden zombification.
Looks like Instruction #20 was left off the list. What do you think it would have been?
Hey everybody! Make sure to use those “rights” of yours before the Supreme Court gets around to eliminating them!!
Hey everybody! Just a quick note to say “I’m not dead yet!”
I have been enveloped in house hunting and arranging to move out of my cozy neighborhood in Carrboro to the great wide open of Chatham County. I’ve decided to move back to my country roots. If I can’t get a decent Internet connection out there then I may have to start blogging via TCP/IP over carrier pigeon.
Lots of love to all y’all out there in InternetLand.