Happy Halloween

Skull-face Spider Man and Pippi celebrated Halloween at the Atwood Concert Hall watching the Anchorage Symphony and raking in loads of candy afterwards in the lobby. Max did his own face paint this year and it was tough to convince him to get in the tub when we got home. Who ever said bribbing kids with candy was wrong?

Ode to Uncle Johnny

Max missed his uncle today so he drew a picture of him on his DoodlePro and asked that we pretend he was Uncle Johnny for awhile. The things you'll do for family when they move out of state. I think it's a pretty good likeness, don't you?

The last rose of winter

I liked the slimy center of this Alaskan rose I found wilting at the dog park by University Lake. Reminded me of the garbage pit where we used to toss our biodegradables when I was a youngster. John and I could play there for hours poking at the maggots. Ahh, memories...

Rugby anyone?

After about five years without health insurance, I finally have a good reason to buy some. The Arctic Foxes Womens Rugby Team is one of the things that's going to get me through the long, cold winter and I'm loving it. You should see the other girl...

Don't eat the burger patties!

As more frozen burger patties are recalled, strange things are noticed among children and animals alike. Max-boy grew eyeballs on top of his eyeballs and Max-dog just couldn't figure out whether he was a good dog or a bad dog. Whatever is going on, stay away from the cow meat and stick with tatonka for now.

Thought of the Day

Without a rigorous and consistent evaluation of what kind of a future we wish to create, and a scrupulous examination of the expressions of power we choose to incorporate into all our relationships, including our most private ones, we are not progressing, but merely recasting our own characters in the same old weary drama.
-Audre Lourde-

Mr Bean is pissed

He called and spoke with Jacky about why we didnt pick up our veggies.

and then i read this.

It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown

It's that time of the year again when the air takes on the crisp, musty scent of fall, the leaves begin rotting in the gutters and everyone slyly stops picking up after their dog because they figure it's going to snow soon anyway. The big questions though, are who is throwing the party and what are YOU going to be for Halloween this year? Start planning now, be something great even those of you who think dressing up is lame, (you know who you are). I know someone who might have some excellent tips on how to be a realistic cadaver, complete with the soft whiff of formaldehyde.