Archive for December, 2007
Monday, December 31st, 2007
Next Semester
Next semester Hugo will be learning Spanish ! I told him it won’t be too painful….
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Monday, December 31st, 2007
Dog Star
Just saw Jack Horkheimer’s weekly astronomy
bit–Sirius, the Dog Star, will rise in the southeast
on New Year’s Eve and hit its high point in the sky at
midnight–happens every year in each time zone
One of the neatest bits in the universe, so if any of
us are still awake at midnight we must remember to
check it out
As Jack always concludes, keep looking up!
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Monday, December 31st, 2007
Happy New year
Happy New Year–he did it again
The Rural Life: New Year’s Eve
By VERLYN KLINKENBORG
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Sunday, December 30th, 2007
Glacier and Santa Claus
We took Glacier to the pet supply store to get his picture taken with Santa.
He was such a good boy!! Ford and I were very proud of him.
Glacier is owned by Mavis and Ford, is a Vando x Chopper son
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Sunday, December 30th, 2007
Winning and Losing
Winning:
“The will to prepare to win separates the achievers from the dreamers.”
Losing:
“…I thank Baron for teaching me determination, how to win and more importantly, how to lose.”
both quotes by Diane Allen
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Sunday, December 30th, 2007
My Ode to Deuce 2007
MY ODE TO DEUCE 2007
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one
case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – six flunked obedience and agility classes, five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses,
two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – seven teenage boys a fleeing, six flunked obedience and agility classes, five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded
kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – eight bloody lacerations, seven teenage boys a fleeing, six flunked obedience and agility classes, five wet craps on the new
pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – nine pregnant stuffed animals of the kids, eight bloody lacerations, seven teenage boys a fleeing, six flunked obedience and
agility classes, five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – ten missing fingertips, nine pregnant stuffed animals of the kids, eight bloody lacerations, seven teenage boys a fleeing, six
flunked obedience and agility classes, five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – eleven trips to the Vet (at least), ten missing fingertips, nine pregnant stuffed animals of the kids, eight bloody lacerations,
seven teenage boys a fleeing, six flunked obedience and agility classes, five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two pissed off teenage daughters and
one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – twelve times a day brushing/vacuuming, eleven trips to the Vet (at least), ten missing fingertips, nine pregnant stuffed animals of
the kids, eight bloody lacerations, seven teenage boys a fleeing, six flunked obedience and agility classes, five wet craps on the new pontoon boat, four shredded kennel beds, three poopy kisses, two
pissed off teenage daughters and one case of mange!
In the first eight months Deuce-r lived with me, he’s given me – All that I could have ever asked for, cause - “That’s my boy” -
To be released next:
“The wreck of the Edmund Fitz-Duece”
“Little Deuce Coupe, Four Paws on the Floor”
“Shake that Deuce for me”
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Sunday, December 30th, 2007
Thunder Bay: A Cork O’Connor Mystery (Cork O’Connor Mysteries) by William Kent Krueger
I have never heard of William Kent Krueger or his Cork O’Connor Mysteries. I grabbed this book because I saw the title and picked it up thinking, Thunder Bay? The Thunder Bay up the North
Shore? Yep the one and only. Well, how could I not enjoy this book, set in the Iron Range and the North Shore of Minnesota and Ontario. It was fun to hear the names of towns I
haven’t heard for so long, Aurora, Brandywine, Tofte, Grand Marias, and others. Readers were treated to a bit of Thunder Bay history a new name for two old towns Port Arthur and Fort
William.
Aside from the sentimental attraction I had for the setting of this story, I really enjoyed this book. I found myself thinking about the story line when I wasn’t reading and
making time to get back to the book to find out the rest of the story.
Krueger did a great job capturing the personality of Northern Minnesotans and Chippewa/Ojibwa Indians. It was very real and not affected. I will be going back and catching up on the other Cork
O’Connor mysteries. Ah yes that does bring up a point, a better name would have been, Lars Larson or Eric Nelson, Sven Johannsen, etc., many more Scandinavians then Irish up North. At
least Cork’s wife Jo is Scandinavian.