After moving back to the lower 48, I have bought an RV and have been living on the road.
By: joealaska , 06:52 GMT le 08 février 2012
Watching a special on the wildlife of Madagascar. MANY varieties of lemurs, as well as several animals unique only to that island. Pretty interesting.
I got an email from UK talking about American football (GRONKOWSKI) and rugby. Rugby IS played here through private leagues and some colleges. Yes, it is brutal. I have an old friend (ALL my friends are old...) who used to play a lot. He wore sweatshirts that said RUGBY PLAYERS EAT THEIR DEAD. He told me they would play a game, then drink a keg of beer afterwards. THEN, they would play keep-away with the empty keg.
Last night I paid a visit to the FIRST boat that had the engine fire. They are doing repairs and about to go into drydock. I was going to see my friend who was the cook on board. He was mopping the galley floor and the only person on board who was not in bed. It was about 8 PM. He had 7 stitches in his chin after taking a dive from a stairway on board. Lucky it was only seven.
When I left it was hard to see where I was walking. The deck was not lit, and there were hoses and lines everywhere. There was also a three foot drop from one deck to another, with no hand rail or rail of any sort. Just two big stairs in the dark. Glad I remembered it was there in the first place.
Later last night FRANK THE FOX made an appearance at the dry and dusty CHOW PORCH.
I noticed Dutchie staring out the window at a big neighborhood cat sitting on the porch. Then I saw a second cat out in the driveway also staring at the cat on the porch. Finally I saw FRANK nearby just sitting and taking it all in. So I went out and chased away the cats. It was not easy. Normally a fox would run away also, but not Frank.
He thus passed his first test of PORCH WORTHINESS. There are other tests. Putting up with a human and a cat staring at them from a nearby window. Occasional, to many FLASHES from a camera. OH, and me talking to him in close range.
Frank did pretty good with the preliminaries.
I put out the old dog food I have had for maybe a year. Then some wet cat stuff. When he came around to the kitchen window he got some lettuce and cucumber. No to the lettuce, but he schlepped up the cuke.
He did the circling routine, coming in close then back out. It goes on and on, and I just do not have that time to sit two hours by the window. So I come back and he is a bit closer. He took some food from the porch, but it was late. I went to bed. Early this morning I woke up and all the food was eaten. Cat or fox, or FARFLE???
The wind is picking up now. 45 mph. Now it is snowing again, after I finally cleared of my porch.
Yet I grill. A bit of a challenge. It took two flicks of my BIC.
But I have ZERO plates. The paper ran out. Will have to make do.
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