Do not try this at home....

Life is a blog...the trick is to avoid letting someone blog about you....

Only real furry woodland creatures drink Rogue I2PA or Brutal Bitter. I've always said that Miller was a bad thing, not really beer, more of a bottle of colored water.

As a side note...Most Opossum are in a 12 step program by their two's or so.

Photo is courtesy of Meritt.

And yes, I do have the express written consent of Meritt and the National Football league.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Travel Penguin is going away. Are you sad?

11:01 AM

Woodchuck said…

I lost my best peguin....

What's a poor woodchuck to do??
Where is the Squirrel?

11:56 AM

Me said…

LOL... I love that this photo is getting some of the usage it deserves. I still laugh when I think about seeing it that day.

4:01 PM

Anonymous said…

I've got your furry backside me amigo...

6:29 PM

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.

1st car?

So, what did you drive to High School, what was your first car? Did you have a 'love of you life" car? First Car: 1953 Cadillac Coupe DeVille Cars I drove to High School: 1953 Caddillac Coupe DeVille 1962 Impala SS Convertable 1971 Corvette Convertable 1960 Austin Healy Convertable 1964 Cadillac Eldorado convertable "Love of my life" car: 1962 Impala SS Convertable 1960 Austin Healy convertable

Madison, WI.

The whole theme today was a Woodchuck and his ale. I found a nice little place in downtown Madison, WI. called the Great Dane Pub & Brewing Company. This was one of the best IPAs I've had east of the Rockies. Fun little place to go and the food was not to bad either. Traveling the Globe...ok, just the North American continent in search of the perfect pint on IPA. Hops, they are not just for breakfast anymore.

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