When buying a time share..

It's always good to get a second opinion on the place. Even if they are a little squirrelly.

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Anonymous said…

I told you that National Forest land was a scam!

11:30 PM

Anonymous said…

I just can't put together in my head little furry creatures with Queensryche Screaming Noise Whatever....

7:35 AM

Anonymous said…

Nice moss, though

7:36 AM

Anonymous said…

Bert, you have to remember that these are the same type of critters that like to play in traffic . . .

11:36 AM

Anonymous said…

Hey, I'm trying to cut the 'chuck a deal here... Used hole, very clean, existing nut supply.

12:50 PM

Anonymous said…

Looks just adorable! And you can have Bert come by and arrange the back yard; he so good at designing entertainments for squirrels! Looks kinda hamster-friendly too. And did you know some species of penguin live in burrows? Put on the Queensryche and we can all come over and party!

5:44 PM

Anonymous said…

so, uh, what type of mid-life crisis is this - a party burrow ???

next you'll be taking up with some skunk

I should have been suspicious with friends named "squirrel" and "wickedhampster"

although that penguin guy is pretty cute ;)

12:45 AM

Travel said…

"although that penguin guy is pretty cute ;) "

You all say the sweatest things!

Remember on a timeshare, it is the maintence fees that kill you, and seldom do they have good resale value. (Sorry I sold swampland for 15 years, old habits die hard.)

TR and DG

7:46 AM

Wild cow and Druish Deities

I have been blessed with being able to drive some of the most unbelievable roads ever paved. Last week I found myself on HWY 108 in Central California. 130 Miles 26% grade 9624 at the summit 4 hours to drive this route This photo is looking west just down from the summit. I could live here with the wild cows. A lone wild cow at the 9000 foot level just making sure that nobody is speeding along.

Today was a good day..

I'm flying home today from Phoenix, AZ. First good thing: I was moved from my favorite seat in coach to a window seat in first class. Second thing: The guy sitting next to me did not want to talk and left me alone on the flight. Third thing: The flight was smooth and on time. Fourth thing: I'm walking out of the gate area at the airport when a TSA guy calls me over and ask me if I wanted an item, because if not he was going to throw it away. And you know it would be darn shame to throw out a nice bottle of...... Yes, that is correct, a nice 750ml bottle of Sauza Tres Generaciones 100% Puro De Agave Tequila. I'm now very...very ........tanked. Thank you TSA. I'm a 40% by volume Woodchuck.

It seemed like a good ideal at the time...

The question has been asked and needs to be answered: So, you all know the type in high school, the "Jock". The Jocks ran my school like so many school around the country. And, of course, football players topped that heirarchy of the teen stratusphere. And this might come as a huge surprise to most, but I played Football. I had social responsibilities to up hold and order to maintain on campus. You might say we were the police, the law and order of the school. We patrolled the halls with an iron fist. The stoners stayed well behaved. The nerds were well protected in exchange for homework. Life was good. Then one sunny spring day a nice little "Miss Gloria Steinem wanna be," who wrote for the school paper, decides to write a story questioning the authority of the Football team. In this situation, most people would of course write a rebuttal. And this is exactly what we would have done, had any of us on the Football team been able to write. No luck on this one. Howeve...

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