I lived in Palmer, Alaska for too short a period of time, and on my daily walks I would often go past this statue of Balto in the downtown area. Someone was kind enough to put a hat on him to keep him warm.
A Facebook post from March 22, 2010, when I was stranded in a small town in Canada:
How neat, the “Court Circuit” comes to town tonight. Just like the Northern Exposure episode, the court people travel around and temporarily set up court in various towns. They are expected to be here from tonight until Thursday. My chance to meet many police officers! (RCMPs, I wonder?)
I hesitate to say something because this is usually where I get cancer, a rare disease, or a body part has to be removed, but I did a yogic handstand tonight, for the first time since things started to go south in 2011.
(Photo is of Stephen Amell from The Arrow.)
What happens at the motor home stays at the motor home. (I don’t think I want to know what happens in the motor home.)
Sign in a store window, Palmer, Alaska.
ExtremeTech.com has a good article titled, AI develops its own ‘alien’ language, the better to mock human underlings.
“And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What’s going on?”
I may have done that once or twice in the mountains of Alaska. :)
(P!nk also does a nice cover of this song.)
On the drive back from Vegas this weekend, the road got icy in the mountains near Vail, so I decided I better pull off and stay at a hotel, or sleep in the car if necessary. I wasn’t happy about it. Even though it was after 2am, I was jacked up on Mountain Dew, and just wanted to finish the last ninety miles to get home.
I got off the interstate at the next exit. The roads were nasty slick, and I slid around the dark collection of motels and gas stations until I saw a skanky motel whose “Vacancy” sign was lit. My car couldn’t make it up the motel’s hilly entrance, so I parked in an open flat area below, grabbed a bag, and walked five minutes in the freezing precipitation to get to the motel entrance, finding footing anywhere I could.
A case of “The Plague” is reported in Broomfield, Colorado. The story is here at thedenverchannel.com.
From this NY Times article: “But when it comes to the burden of disease,” he added, “some of the leading risk factors are not high intake of unhealthy foods, but low intake of healthy foods.”
As one example, I read in a book about food-related diseases that red meat isn’t necessarily bad for people, it’s just that people in the U.S. tend to eat red meat without eating anything healthy along with it.
“I don’t understand, why do I keep losing things?”
“This is a dream,” Bec said. “Things have a way of coming and going.”
“Oh yeah, right, right,” I said, gently poking the chair next to me like Monk. “It always seems so real.”
“Do you need to get some sleep?”
“No, I’m good now. I just got lost in it for a moment. Let’s do something.”
And thus the adventure began ...
(A little story based on a dream from March 12, 2015.)