Saturday, August 20, 2005

What have I become, my sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in the end.

This link is a bit old, but it is pretty fascinating. It is a photo essay that a Russian girl put together a couple years ago documenting a motorcycle trip into the radiation zone around Chernobyl. Interestingly, it appears that the flora and fauna are coming back. Apparently, radiation has a more profound effect on long-lived mammals. The pictures of the abandoned cities are a haunting vision.

Today, I had lunch with Nessie and the Bells family unit outside at the Garage.

Nessie just flew back from LA, where he was conducting some business. On the leg from Salt Lake to Bozeman, he sat a couple seats away from...


I came across this bit of breaking news today:

"I felt like the 'P' was coming between me and my fans. We had to simplify it. It was, you know, during concerts and half the crowd saying 'P. Diddy" and half the crowd chanting 'Diddy.' Now everybody can just chant 'Diddy.'" -- Rapper Sean Combs explaining why he now wants to be called "Diddy" instead of "P. Diddy"

Last night, we were chilling out, watching a movie called Off The Map. All of the sudden, my throat started burning and we both had trouble breathing. India started coughing, and I started coughing. Uncontrollably. Our noses started running and our eyes were burning. After checking the house for a chemical disaster, I went outside and found my new neighbor getting ready for his camping trip.

After a brief inquiry, he informed us that he had tested his pepper spray "to see if it worked."

I informed him that it worked just fine.

Note to self: never accost a single hiker in my grizzly suit.