Again With The Gorilla.


In the name of all that is holy, can someone explain to me how a 3 year old child somehow got into a gorilla space at a zoo and had to be rescued by way of not tranquilizing the gorilla, but KILLING him?

Didn’t we learn this lesson a few years ago when another child had to be rescued from a gorilla area? And honestly, do we need to be taught that a child and a gorilla may not be a good mix? I don’t even have kids, and I think I could figure that out.

So the gorilla does what gorillas do, and for that he is killed.

How stupid are these parents? Were they even there? If you bring your kids to the zoo and see that there are wild animals within reach (and why are they so accessible, is another good question) might you not put down your cell phone and keep an eye on your child?

Yes, maybe it’s time we got rid of zoos and let the endangered species live their lives for as long as they’re able. A better idea would be to know where your child is at all times, or at least long enough to make sure that he doesn’t have time to climb into the gorilla area. Or keep your kids at home if you think you aren’t capable of keeping them out of harm’s way. Get a good babysitter and take some parenting classes, fer chrissakes.

On the news tonight, the “parents” (and I use the term loosely in this case) were happy to report that the child is home and doing very well.

The same could not be said for the gorilla.

Fried Modem.


Duluth woman survives 10 days without internet access.



A Tiny Mystery Guest.


Speaking of waving, this morning I found this tiny perfect paw print on my front steps. Not two prints, or dozens, but just this one, in the melting snow. A squirrel? A raccoon? The Easter Bunny? I couldn’t match it up with any print I found online.

I should have put something next to the print so you could see the size of it, but the entire thing was about the size of a quarter.

An alien?

I’m guessing it was probably a very very tiny person coming to visit; one who could not quite make it up the stairs.

What do you think?


Not Waving But Drowning.



(At least momentarily drowning.)

I haven’t forgotten you, Dear Blog and Readers, but so many things are going on and sometimes it’s hard for me to put them in words, much as I hope to do so.

A dear long-time friend is dying. I’m working more than I’d planned, which takes up time. I’m considering moving to an apartment. My beloved house (which is the biggest concern of whether to move or not; the “beloved” part) is getting to be a lot of work. I’m downsizing at home, getting rid of stuff I’ve had for years but don’t really need.

You know: the stuff of life. It takes up time and energy.

But I will be back. Soon.


Useful Phrases for the Everyday Loser.


As someone who watches a lot of daytime court programs, I’m continually amazed at the number of people who don’t mind admitting they borrowed $500 but don’t want to pay it back (“He continues to harass me, so I don’t feel I owe him anything.”) or who will hire a contractor and decide to not pay him (“I didn’t realize what I was signing.”) or who will rent a car for one week and keep it for 3 months. (“I needed it to get to work.”)

Not only are these witless fops proud to go on television to demonstrate their lack of common morality, but they have developed several lines which they invariably use at the end of each trial. I’m gonna tell you what they are, so you can down a shot every time you hear them. Which will be often, so if your own constitution is questionable, avoid alcoholism and just use coffee, like I do.

Here are the daily Loser Statements that are brief but pack a thoughtful punch:

“I’m just glad it’s over.”

“He’s just jealous because I have a new boyfriend.”

“It is what it is.” (Most common Loser Phrase, used when all else fails.)

Daytime TV. You gotta love it.


Fall In Love With A Book.


valentine_book_imageIt’s Valentine week! Time to fall in love, even if the object of your affection is a book.

This week at the Little Free Library, I’ve dug up all the red-themed covers I could find, and filled the top shelf. Come and get one.


Some great stuff on the other shelves, too, including a Richard Brautigan compilation (you gotta love him, you aging hippies) and some cookbooks, a new Nelson DeMille and a “Found” magazine, filled with fascinating stuff.


Lots of stuff for little kids, too, so bring ’em along.

It’s still winter. Lots of time left to curl up with a good book.


Bridgeman’s Peppermint Krisp Ice Cream


Is there anything better this time of year?


Answer: No, there is not.

Better hurry, though. It’s only selling until the holiday season is over.

PS: Bring $7.99. (SO worth it.)

Something Gooey This Way Comes


images-2If there’s one thing I love (and actually there are bunches of things) it’s finding old recipe collections at thrift shops or auctions. I especially love the ones with smudges on them, which usually means they were used a lot because they were so good. I am also a huge fan of the hand-written ones, and get weak-kneed over ones with little notations, like “use less sugar,” or “Harvey won’t eat these.”

My sister Kim recently gave me a box of very old recipes; some from the 1930s. Many are unreadable at this point, and some newspaper ones are so yellowed and fragile that they fall apart in your hands.

But I found this really good one that I just had to try. If you’re looking for something chocolatey and gooey and great with cold milk, try this. Simple to make but oh, so good!

Not sure how old this recipe is (it was cut from a newspaper) but on the back is a small box reading “Dolby Stereo at Marcus Theater.” So maybe the 70s?

Yummy Bars
1 package (18 oz) chocolate cake mix
1/3 cup milk
1/2 cup melted butter or margarine (Oy! The cost of butter these days.)
1/2 cup chopped nuts
6 ounces chocolate chips
1 can (14 oz) sweetened condensed milk

Combine the cake mix, milk, butter and nuts in a large bowl. Mix well. (I used a wooden spoon.) Press half of the mixture into a greased 9 x 13″ cake pan. Bake this at 350 degrees for 10 minutes. Immediately sprinkle chocolate chips over the partially baked crust, and pour the condensed milk over all. Sprinkle the remaining cake mixture over the top. Bake 15 – 18 minutes. Cool thoroughly before cutting.

That’s all there is to it.



A Superior Drive


As you head out of Superior on Hwy 2E, take a left at Moccasin Mike Road and drive to Wisconsin Point. It’s a beautiful drive on a newly-paved road, and leads to the end of the point, where you can walk the pier, read the history of the area, or pull in to one of the parking areas and walk down to the beach.

The Indian burial grounds are located on this road, too, and worth seeing.

Stone-markerThough the actual graves have been removed, visitors to the remaining rock monuments (parts of our old Arrowhead Bridge) have left walking sticks and assorted items of memorabilia that cause the imagination to work overtime.

Reminders of a past friendship? Tokens to say “I was here, and I was thinking of you?” Only the persons who left them know for sure.

Whether you go for the drive (particularly beautiful this time of year) or the pier, or counting gulls, or curiosity about the Indian grounds, the trip is definitely worth the drive.

Believe it.

Oh, Those Funny Japanese.


I’ve had this kitchen trivet since the late 1960s. It seems to get funnier every year. You gotta love it.