Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Not sure who to credit for the picture, but the quote is from Michael Seitzman:
Stop voting for people you want to have a beer with. Stop voting for folksy. Stop voting for people who remind you of your neighbor. Stop voting for the ideologically intransigent, the staggeringly ignorant, and the blazingly incompetent.
Vote for someone smarter than you. Vote for someone who inspires you. Vote for someone who has not only traveled the world but who has also shown a deep understanding and compassion for it. The stakes are real and they're terrifyingly high. This election matters. It really matters. Let me say that one more time. This. Really. Matters.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Fall is in full swing now, and it's not going to last for long. I had the opportunity to visit Denali National Park, for the first time since I moved to Alaska. Mt. McKinley, or Denali, is the mountain on the right--almost hiding, but not quite. Click on the pic for a better view of the highest mountain in North America.
just another day in Wasilla
For Outsiders, here is a quick snapshot of life in Wasilla. I originally posted this in March 2007, with the heading, "Only in the Valley."
I missed the onramp for the freeway in Wasilla yesterday so I drove into a driveway to turn around. I was surprised to see this pig running down the driveway towards my truck! Then it got behind my truck so I couldn't back up. I drove down the rest of the driveway to turn around without hitting the pig and a woman came out of the house to see what was going on. I inquired about the pig and she said it lived down the street and sometimes came over to visit. I started out of the driveway and saw the pig foraging on the side of the road. I continued on my way, but waved to two cars coming towards the pig and when they unrolled their windows, I told them, "Careful, there's a pig running down the road." They didn't seem to think that was strange at all. As I was getting back onto the freeway, I could still see the street below. I saw a truck with a dog standing in the open back, and a kid running behind, "herding" the pig back into its driveway. I couldn't get a clear shot but briefly saw the pig reunited with its piglets back home! I'm thinking of going back for a visit to see those piglets again. I figure the people must be nice, if they were willing to herd their pig home...