This morning HAD a good feel to it, kind of like a holiday smell. Swimming pool and suntan lotion.
Then I came here and found the new Blogger. Why is it so plain? You can’t edit your post while uplaoding anymore, you have to sit there and wait. Why do the developers lately seem to make things inferior to the old way?
My insomnia has been kicking big time, night before last I got up at 2:30 and was up till 5. Above is a picture of the sun coming up when I went to bed. Then I slept an hour. Maybe two. Last night wasn’t so bad, I got up once for a few minutes. But I woke up with a bad headache. One of the things about the insomnia is that the bed seems so uncomfortable, and the pillow actually causes pain. I can’t explain it, it’s the insomnia, not the bed.
But I ain’t complaining. I have a good feeling about today, and this weekend.
I don’t know about this new blogger setup. I might move to WordPress, or Tumblr. I think Blogger is trying to copy WordPress, because that’s what this looks like, now that you mention it….
Throw the king of Spain in a jail cell with the dead elephant he killed. He can gnaw raw elephant till it’s all gone or the king is dead. I’m not concerned with meat spoilage issues. Just the king and the elephant in a 6 X 9 foot concrete cell. forever.
He’s too much of an idiot to be a king
Photo above and text below from HERE
Murdering animals for pleasure is not a new hobby to Don Juan Carlos. The 74-year old monarch has 50 years of experience (almost his entire adult life) hunting elephants, bears, wolves, leopards… you name it. According to The Guardian, he paid 7.000 Euros in 2004 to shoot a European bison —one of the world’s most endangered species (approximately 1.600 left)— during a trip to Poland.
And the rest of his hunting deeds could easily fill up a second or third memoir. I’d suggest “How to Rule the Wilderness in Two Easy Steps” as a title.
Rann Safaris, the king’s hunting ally in Botswana, has deactivated today both itswebsite and the Facebook page, where several photographs of the king’s hunting adventure with the company had previously been posted.
But theshocking videoof their bloody trails is still spreading around the internet, like a dark shadow of what man—with money, a gun and no compassion—can do to nature, animals and, ultimately, to himself.
Last night I dreamed I was looking for black socks. All night, I was looking all over for black socks. Finally, about time to wake up, I remembered I had half a dozen pairs in my drawer that I never wear.
This is one of those days where I had something I was planning on posting about but can’t remember now. Kind of like when you have a list of movies you want to see and can’t remember a single one when you go into the movie rental place.
I have Firefox 3.52. This morning I upgraded to 3.69. I won’t go to 4 or higher, and I will move 0n to a new browser when necessary. Probably chrome.
SO, I upgraded to 3.69, and then every time I opened this blog page the browser would crash. I saw that the favorite Firefox was 2.01, so I tried that, then it crashed after a few seconds on any page. So I’m back to 3.52 again, which seems fine, just like before I started.
Hammerfest near and far, on Google Earth
I’ve always had a love for maps. I’ve always owned and carried Atlases. I can spend hours looking at maps. I love Google Earth, I think it’s the best thing since sliced bread. The only way to improve it is to increase the resolution, and make it live! So that I can read over your shoulder. Neither is feasible but Wouldn’t it be cool?Years ago I found Hammerfest Norway in an atlas. My first thought was “What a cool name”! A hammering good party! My second thought was “What a cool location” way up there at the top of Norway. I wonder what kind of people live there.
Later I found that Hammer in Norse means Anchor, and Fest in Norse means Rest. I still think the location is cool.
Hammerfest is north of the Arctic Circle. In the above chart, The hours of the day are listed on the right, the months are on the bottom. When it’s all yellow, it’s light in Hammerfest 24 hours a day.
I’d like to visit someday, probably in the summer. But I don’t think it’s really vacation destination. It would be better to go for work for a month or two. Or maybe a year, I think it would be interesting to experience the days of light and the days of darkness at least once in ones life.
Well, this is my post about Hammerfest, My only connection with Hammerfest is that I found it on the map a long time ago and never forgot it. I keep going back to look at it on the map. I read about it. I hope someday I get a comment: “Hey! I’m in Hammerfest, and I’m reading your blog”.
I remember hearing on the BBC at night several years ago about a man whose job it was to taste dog food and determine of dogs would like it.
The other day The Wife got some dog biscuits that look and smell like those Goldfish Crackers
I ate one. They’re good… Now what? The problem is how to stop me from eating them all!! Maybe I can get a new ultra-high paying job!