Wilderness Blues- Ramblings from the Great Land

 Well, here it is, almost the end of another year, and what a year it's been. I suppose that  a lot of people would like to forget this year all together. It's been a rough one. I won't go into all the problems that we've faced, we all know what they are. I'll let Dave Barry, the humorist, give us his take on the year. The one he did for 2020 was worthy of a prize. It was incredibly long, but I had tears streaming down my face as I read it. Actually, I was at a loss as to what to write. Since the economy seems to be heading down the toilet, what better way to protect ourselves than a toilet seat cover? I didn't see any that had pictures of hundred dollar bills on them, but perhaps I didn't look far enough. I clicked on Amazon and was a little surprised to see all the ones that are available. As you can see, there are fluffy ones, which I guess would feel good if the toilet seat has a tendency to be cold. I remember my dad complaining about using the toilet a...

    Shortly after Jan and I moved to Wasilla, my daughter Autumn suggested we take a small road trip north to Talkeetna. Actually I think she wanted to go much further north, but as enticing as it sounded, I find that I get tired after a few hours of driving, also I frequently have to pee, so a two hour trip can stretch out to three or more hours by the time I've made multiple stops, so we opted to go to Talkeetna. It's off the Parks Highway, which if you stay on it will eventually take you to Fairbanks. Anyway, we went as far as Talkeetna. It's definitely a tourist town  with a lot of character. When we were there the tourist season was over, not that there was much of one this year. If the government doesn't knock off all the oppressive regulations, there won't be a small business left in America, which may be part of the plan, I don't know for sure. Anyway, we were there at what would normally be the end of the tourist season, so most of the shops were shut d...