On The Road Again!! Car Repairs Done

Hi Ho Silverhorners!! Welcome back to the View From Silverhorn Mountain, and what a fine day it is today here at the lodge.

The lodge 4X4 has been acting up for a little while...oh say maybe for the last hmmmm....seven or eight months and it finally gave up the ghost earlier this week, resulting in some consternation, frustration and swearwordastion from yours truly.

So today I got up bright and early and headed off to the auto parts stores to stock up on a bunch of parts to swap out until I found the one that I needed to get the old Tracker back on the trail.

I learned one thing quickly, not many places carry parts for Chevrolet Trackers, surprisingly, not even the dealer who sold it to me oh so many years ago. However, all was not lost, as I found all but one thing at the Suzuki dealership and got the last at the NAPA store in town. Until today, I thought NAPA stood for North American People Association. I often wondered why they had such a big office here on Silverhorn Mountain....I gotta get out more...

So I boogied home in the wife's vehicle, and popped the hood on the old Tracker, and started ripping out stuff and sticking new stuff in until I ran out of new stuff. I made that sound very easy didn't I? In actual fact there was a great deal of cursing, dropping stuff, swearing, staring at the engine, cursing again, and breaking of tools and stuff then some heavy duty praying... which may have helped more than the cursing and swearing....I got her done...(the Tracker, not 'her' she had sense enough to stay far away)

After it was all over, I rounded up the spare parts, and old parts, put them all in a grocery bag which I dropped somewhere in the garage, and put all my tools back in their respective places, which means in a pile on the workbench. The with a certain amount of trepidation I got behind the wheel and put the key in the ignition... with a deep breath I turned the key and the little engine roared to life. Yippee!! I backed out of the driveway on to the road, dropped her into first gear and stepped on the gas...it was then I realized I had forgotten to put the hood down and I couldn't see...fortunately, for me, no deer or moose were crossing the road, and there hasn't been a tractor trailer rig on this road since the bridge washed out. Unfortunately, there was a family of racoons....

There is a great feeling of satisfaction to fixing one's own stuff, so to speak, and I have finally experienced that feeling, as I do believe I have fixed a vehicle, it runs...I am going out in it now...going to go down the mountain, and up the mountain, the wind blowing through my hair with all the windows open singing Born To Be Wild...(no radio, I fried the electronics a few years ago installing speakers)

So I am off!! Catch you later Silverhorners! If you see me wave!!

Oh don't worry...I didn't hit them...


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Hi...um...Silverhorners...this is the Mrs...you know...the wife...as my husband likes to call me in this...um travesty he calls a blog...If anyone sees him, could you be so kind as to let us know, he left here this afternoon in his Tracker and hasn't come back...we did get a garbled cell phone message from him, we think he was saying he was broke down...but he was cursing so much he forgot to say where he was....and now his phone appears to be dead....

The Lights Are Out In Stockholm - Is Anyone Home?

Hey Silverhorners! Welcome back to Silverhorn Mountain. It's been a beautiful fall day here on the mountain, warm days and cool nights, gotta love autumn.

Marcello, Chief Garden Gnome here at the Silverhorn Lodge, and his team of researchers have been busy this week gathering up some interesting goings on. Some of you have written to ask me why I would have garden gnomes doing research...well, it's really quite simple, it is easy for a garden gnome to dig into a story and really get the dirt....

According to Reuters, the lights are going out in Stockholm, which my researchers tell me is in Iceland. Yes, the officials, (see, I told you there are 'officials for everything these days) are asking Stockholmers, or is it Icelanders to sit in the dark and listen to astronmers describe the night sky over the radio....yup...about two hours after dark the lights are going out, for about a 1/2 hour so the nice Iceland folks can enjoy the exciting Northern Lights...which we all know are a 'flickering curtain of lights in the sky caused by solar particles caught in the earths magnetic field." (sometimes I just gotta wonder how we all know this kind of stuff...)

So, the Northern Lights notwithstanding, I wonder do the officials in Iceland know what really happens when the lights go out. Past experiences with power outages has shown that what really happens doesn't have much to do with watching the Northern Lights, nope..our research shows that when the lights go out, the pants come off and nine months later birthrates jump...unless of course it's Georgia where the lights go out, because in Georgia when the lights go out, they usually hang an innocent man...

On another musical note.....

It was an "Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini that she wore for the first time today"...gotcha humming that now don't I? Well it seems that the fellow who wrote that song has died, but yet he hasn't. Apparently on Tuesday, The Associated Press reported on the death of a 68-year-old man named Paul Van Valkenburgh of Ormond Beach, Fla., who claimed to have written the tweenie weenie polka dot bikini song under the name Paul Vance. The story cited the man's wife as the source for that claim.

But the real Paul Vance, a 76-year-old man from Coral Springs, Fla., is alive and well, and says the other Paul Vance appears to have made the whole thing up. Shocking...imagine people going around making things up...shocking...of course we never make stuff up here on Silverhorn Mountain, although some might say we dabbled in the surreal for a little while, we soon found the real stuff much more far fetched than anything we could make up...but I digress...perhaps we should change the name of this blog to "I Digress" which is a pretty good title...but I digress...so back to the story...

The Paul Vance who wrote the songs — and provided proof with royalty payments he is still receiving for the hit — and looks very much alive, said he has been inundated with calls from people who think he died.

Ok...I gotta ask...they think he died...so they phone him??? What do they ask him? Is it hot there? Do you have wings....?

Closing out this report, Rose Leroux, the widow of the man who died, said she was surprised by the disclosure, and "kind of devastated." She said she had no reason to doubt that her husband — who apparently had some sort of music career when he was younger — was the writer of the famous tune, she declined comment when asked if she ever owned an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini.....

Interesting link with absolutely no relevance, to our first item regarding the Northern Lights, Mr. Vance said his first hit was "Catch a Falling Star."

Frequent members of the Lodge know that I have somewhat esoteric interests, ummm, no I mean I have somewhat of an interest in the esoteric and will remember fondly some previous posts regarding the "Mona Lisa" and in particular, a report of a group of scientists who seemed to think they could make Leonardo da Vinci's 16th-century masterpiece talk...which of course perked up my ears...

Well I guess she is talking, or someone is, the experts are saying the clue was something she wore. Scans of the painting have turned up evidence of a fine, gauzy veil around Mona Lisa's shoulders. Apparently this was type of outfit was commonly worn by women of the Italian Renaissance when they were expecting.

For those of you from outer space, or have just woke up from a 78 year coma,who have never heard of this famous painting, it is attributed to Leonardo DaVinci, and Mona Lisa's smile has been a source of speculation for years. And seeing as tonight seems to be a night for songs, this fits, in a 1950's song, Nat King Cole asked if she was smiling to "tempt a lover" or "to hide a broken heart?"

Well, I too have wondered about the smile on her lips, and have joined in the speculation...I'm thinking she just came from her divorce lawyer's office and is thinking, "I might be pregnant, but Leonardo's about to get screwed....."

Editors Note #1: No scientific research will ever figure out exactly what Leonardo was trying to convey, or why exactly she was smiling.
Editors Note #2:No one at Silverhorn Lodge or reading The View From Silverhorn Mountain will ever figure out exactly what Marcello and Yours Truly are trying to convey, or why exactly we are smiling....

That's it for tonight gang! See you soon!!

Here is a little Silverhorn Poem for ya. (with apologies to Robert Service...why am I always apologizing...?)

The Northern Lights Have Seen Queer Sights
By the strangest they ever did see,
Was that night in Iceland, when the lights went out,
We created a little babeee!!

p.s. Our sincere thank you and apologies to all the real reporters who uncovered the real stories hidden underneath the 'research' we have added to flesh out the story.

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Ahh The Country....

Hey Silverhorners! Welcome to the View From Silverhorn Mountain. Thanks for dropping by for a visit. Speaking of dropping by for a visit, did you ever notice how a lot of people move to the country to 'escape the rat race' as they are so fond of saying? Or, after a lifetime of dealing with people, they want to get away and enjoy some solitude?

"I'm moving to the country." We've all heard many a recent retiree say, or "I wish I could move to the country" from folks not old enough to retire. They have visions of peaceful lake scenes, bubbling brooks, wide open fields, and deer in their vegetable garden..."I've had enough people to last me a life time." They say, "I want some peace and quiet." Imagine a country morning, waking with the roosters, heading down to the country kitchen, the smell of fresh bacon and eggs frying in the pan, topped off with fresh blueberries you picked yourself....ahhhhhhh

Well, it strikes me that these are the same people who are so glad to see you when you drop in for a visit. Or, if you don't visit them, they come visit you. I used to subscribe to the theory that country living folks are just plain friendly...but I no longer subscribe to that theory. Nope...I think they are just plain bored out of their minds and it's like you bring news of the outside world, and all of a sudden dreams of living a life of oneness and solitude in the country goes out the window like a the smell of bacon frying in the pan....

I have noticed it around Silverhorn Mountain, a lot of the folks who move here, or retire here seeking solitude and country life, are in no time starved for human companionship and will talk your ear off every chance they get...these are the same folks who hardly knew their neighbor when they lived in town. Not only didn't they know their neighbor, they didn't want to know him or her or them...

However, since moving to the woods, if they run into said same previous city neighbor, and are lucky enough to know that is who it is, they are very likely to invite him and his family down to their place in the country for a visit...

And while I am on the subject, did you ever notice how country living folks are always in the city...I mean they must be the best shoppers in the world, because they are always going to "town" to the mall or the grocery store or the drapery store or whatever....seems there is always a good reason to have to leave the country and head for town. Meanwhile, all the cottagers and weekend country folks are making a beeline for the country....

Finally...and then I will let this go, the best one of all for me, is the country folks who leave their nice country home, probably on the shore of a nice lake, hook their trailer up to the truck, and go camping....to "get away from it all"....to get away from what??? They are already so far away from it all, most of them come in to hunt, but oh no, come the weekend, they are off in the camper looking for some solitude...and somewhere that they might find a big bunch of people to talk to....

Speaking of happy to have company, listen to this, one day Virgil decides to visit his old friend Joe who moved to the country and has been married to this beautiful blonde woman for a couple of years. When Virgil gets there he realizes that there is a long line of men standing outside Joe's door.

After a few inquires he learns that Joe's wife is having sex with these men.

Confused, Virgil goes in to talk to his friend Joe. He asks Joe,"Man, why don't you just divorce this unfaithful wife of yours?"

Joe says, "Are you out of your mind! You want me to divorce her and go stand at the end of the line?"

On a serious note, ya just never know what you might run across here in The View From Silverhorn Mountain...the news is full of speculation that Arab mf'er Binn Laden has cashed in his camel chips and died of some kind of serious illness. If he is dead, I hope he barfed a lot before he died....that is never nice....The rumors are rampant, but so far no one has been able to confirm it.

Wow, that is quite a statistic and says something about the mess we are in over in the Middle East. Whether Binn Laden is dead or not, he has left a legacy of terror and pain that will not be forgotten anytime soon. I somehow doubt he is dead, and not until his body is positively identified should the world think he is dead, these are a crafty enemy, and not above manipulating the news and the intel of the military.

The news is also reporting that the number of troops to die fighting in Iraq and Afganistan has now surpassed (by one) the number who died as a result of the 9/11 attacks.

Although the Taliban have been up ended in Afganistan, it isn't much better there if the news is to be believed, but it's Afganistan, it never was much good there, and what are the chances it ever will be much of a place.

I think it's time the Coalition should soon be pulling out and leave Afganistan folks to their own devices, it's only a matter of time until they revert back to their way of life, and who cares, let em..just blow the hell of out them every few years...

As for Bin Laden, I wonder if he died from boredom, after all he did kinda move to the mountain country....He was probably killed in a car accident driving to the mall....

That's the view from here anyway....

Todays Quote:

Nice to see you? Come here often?

- Joe

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See ya!!

It's Not Rocket Science....or Brain Surgery for that matter!

Hey Silverhorners!!
How are ya doing? First of all let me apologize for the lack of posts recently, but as I may have mentioned, we've been pretty busy here at beautiful Silverhorn Lodge, situated on the side of majestic Silverhorn Mountain, overlooking shimmering Silverhorn Lake...

What do ya think of the Silverhorn Lodge Hat? This is my personal favorite and sure to be on my head this fall.

You can get one and
and more great Silverhorn stuff right here!

See ya!!


So, getting right to it, the contest entries are starting to pour in for the Silverhorn Lodge Yellow tee shirt, a collectors item if there every was one....Don't despair, you still have time though, the contest runs until October 15 or 16..I forget...

Marcello, our Chief Garden Gnome, received quite a compliment today, and now I am having a difficult time to get him to do anything but admire himself in the mirror. One of his fans called him a...well...a....nope...I don't think I am going to mention what she called him just yet. It is part of one of the contest entries and it might be a little unfair for me to release it yet...suffice to say, Marcello is strutting around the garden like rooster on payday.

Speaking of garden gnomes, did you hear about Allen Snyder's gnome, "Gnomey"? It seems Gnomy was in jail but is now out and is travelling around North America. He disappeared from a garden in Morgantown West Virginia back in the spring, but it seems he is ok, because his owner has received three letters from him.

It seems the latest letter, included photos of the gnome attending Pittsburgh Steeler's football home opener.

"You never took me to any games," the note said. The letter ended: "Have to go now. Boarding a plane. Now, finally, broadening my travels."

An earlier letter included a request for bail money and included what appeared to be booking photos of Gnomey and another gnome in the back seat of a police car.

Now here is the thing...the other gnome in the police car photo...Marcello claims it is Carmine, his cousin who used to be our back porch gnome....Carmine disappeared a couple of years ago and we haven't heard from him since. Marcello thought the coyotes got him, but by the looks of the little fella in the cop car, it seems Carmine might have run off of his own accord and wound up on the wrong side of the garden so to speak...If anyone sees Carmine, please tell him to call home, we miss him...

In other news, yours truly has just returned from a couple of days at a 'retreat' for wayward souls...we spent 2 days and one night in a lodge, similiar to the Silverhorn, soaking up some management stuff, and a lot of beer....The place we stayed was situated on the side of an ocean beach, and the seminar room overlooked the beach and the pounding surf. I thoroughly enjoyed watching the waves break over the rocks along the shore, and the food was spectacular...two days of wave watching is marvellous therapy....I hope someone was taking minutes....I'll have to find out what they were talking about....

Pop singer Madonna, is defending her appearance on stage in a mock crucifixion. Several church organizations are pissed about it. Not to worry though, the ever quick with an answer Madonna confused the hell out of them by saying, "If Jesus were alive today he would do the same thing.".......OK...now....let's think about that one, in fact, lets say it again..."if Jesus were alive today he would do the same thing." Huh-uh...folks, I gotta tell ya...I don't know what the heck she is talking about. Jesus,having been through the crucifixion thingy would probably not be in any big rush to have another go at it....

The 48-year-old entertainer has made the crucifixion scene, in which she performs while suspended on a giant cross wearing a crown of thorns, the centerpiece of her show. Roman Catholic and Russian Orthodox church leaders say it is blasphemous.

Now get this, apparently Madonna didn't just do this because it would get her lots of attention and publicity...oh no...not our Maddy.... she said the specific intent of the scene was "to bring attention to the millions of children in Africa who are dying every day (or) are living without care, without medicine and without hope. I am asking people to open their hearts and minds to get involved in whatever way they can."

I knew that....of course that is why you did it....Smooth move there Maddy...turn the Catholic Church's indignation around and point it back at them. When I saw a clip of the scene, the first thing that came to my mind was millions of African Children dying without hope...yup...thanks for the insight...how dare those church folks say anything about your good intentions....


Frequent readers of this diatribe know that I am somewhat fond of the expression, "it's not rocket science." Well, apparently it's not.

A new study published today by the American Association of Brain Surgeons (AAOBS)says Rocket scientists, long considered the smartest of the smart among all professionals, are not nearly as smart as originally thought.

The study, which appears in the organization's monthly publication, Popular Brain Surgery, (I have a subscription)is entitled "The Intelligence of Rocket Scientists: Myth Versus Reality,"

"It does require a superior intellect to function as a rocket scientist," the article concedes. "Having said that, though, rocket science is not brain surgery."

So what do you think happened next....? The American Society of Rocket Scientists, (ASORS)said the study was nothing more than pro brain surgeon propaganda.

"As rocket scientists, we take offense at this naked attempt by a devious cabal of opportunistic brain surgeons to supplant us as the smartest people on the planet," the spokesperson said. "If rocket science is so easy, we'd like to see these so-called brain surgeons give it a try one of these days."

Whew...that's telling them, looks like we got us a nerd fight folks!! The rocket scientists against the brain surgeons....Bush will probably have to send a bunch of troops in to intervene...

Personally, I believe both of these reports to be ludicrious and silly. It is becoming increasingly apparent that the smartest people in the world are not brain surgeons, or rocket scientists, nope, the smartest people in the world are obviously bloggers. A blogger can get into your brain and blast you into outer space with a few key strokes...


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The Contest Continues --- Deadline Looms!!

Hey Silverhorners
Don't forget your chance to win a beautiful, attractive, sexy, stylish, bold, Silverhorn Lodge Yellow Tee Shirt! All you have to do to enter is send us an email and tell us why you read/enjoy The View From Silverhorn Lodge. The winning entry will me mailed one of our shirts and their email will be posted right here in The View From Silverhorn Lodge!!



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Birthdays and Giveaways

Hey Hey Silverhorners! It's Saturday on Silverhorn Mountain, and it's party night, the wife is having her big one tonight. Now I am far to polite to mention her age, as I am nothing if not sensitive and I know how a woman feels about giving away her age. Suffice to say she is having what some refer to as a 'milestone' birthday and she is not 49 or 51.....

We are having a little birthday shindig to celebrate the big one at the Silverhorn Mountain Army Navy Airforce Club. I'm sure it will be a good time, all our welcome. No gifts please, unless you want to bring something for ME...I am open to big screen televisions, cars, expensive jewelry, or just save yourself the trouble and give cash....oh yeah, if you think of something the birthday girl might like, please let me know because I haven't gotten her anything yet....

We're still sorting through entries for the big SILVERHORN MOUNTAIN LODGE BIG T-SHIRT GIVEAWAY CONTEST. Look for the details in a previous post, and get your entry in asap (as soon as possible)> It's easy to enter, and the prize is a fabulous Silverhorn Lodge t-shirt, sure to make you the envy of all your friends.

See all the great Silverhorn Lodge stuff right here!

See ya!!

Saturday - The Wife's Away!!

Hey! How's it going? It's Saturday here on Silvehorn Mountain, I assume it's Saturday where you are as well...unless of course you are in Australia...I am never sure just what day it is there....if you are in Australia...write to me and tell me what day it is will ya please.

It's a beautiful day here on the mountain, sunny and warm, and I am enjoying the day hidden away in the dark recesses of the Lodge, writing to you. That's the kind of dedication you get when you are a member of Silverhorn Lodge, we turn into mushrooms working for you.

The Wife is away on a Frenchy' Run with some of her friends. That means they are staying in a cabin and getting drunk...but they want people to believe they are shopping in all the second hand Frenchy's stores...I don't know which is worse, telling people they are on a weekend drunk or shopping in the second hand stores..Of course in The Wife's absence, that leaves me in total charge...yup, I am king of this castle...no one to tell me what to do...or remind me what I haven't done..which is just about everything..in fact the oldest daughter just came in and asked me why the dog was outside crying by the door...dog? when did we get a dog? Oh yeah....that must be The Wife's dog...hmmm...I must of forgot him the last time I put him out....that's was...ummmm...let me see....last night I think.....lucky for him it wasn't raining...toy poodles aren't all that fond of the rain.

Don't forget the Silverhorn Contest, you can read all about it in the previous post to this one, it's your chance to win a Silverhorn Lodge tee shirt resplendent (now that is a word) with our logo. You can wear it anywhere, shopping, to bed, to work and even to church..unless of course you are a Baptist...I am not sure of how they feel about yellow tee shirts....I don't think I would wear it if you are a soldier in Iraq or Afghanistan either...the yellow may make you a little too...well...prominent...although you will look sharp....

I was looking at the backyard here at the Silverhorn Lodge today...I think it's time for another roto-tilling, the weeds and grass are starting to come back and that interferes with my plan to have a 'dirt' instead of a lawn. It's really quite practical, I only have to till it once or twice a year, sure beats mowing once a week, leaving me much more time to spend with you.

My buddy was here today, and mentioned that he hasn't read the View From Silverhorn Lodge, so I gave him a computer...that is how determined we are here at the Lodge to get people reading this...I sent Luigi, our Silverhorn Lodge IT Garden Gnome home with him to set it up...and because Luigi was kinda getting on my nerves. I dunno about you but IT guys get under my skin with their 'holier than thou' attitude just because they know some technical stuff. Hell I can't program the coffee maker to come on in the morning, but I can manage this blog by myself. Maybe we should get rid of Luigi all together and get someone who can make coffee...

What do you think of the new Silverhorn Lodge Staff Shirt, shown above?

It's very popular

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Announcing The Silverhorn Lodge Contest!!

Hey Gang!! Tonight we are announcing the first Silverhorn Lodge Contest! Your chance to win this fantastic Silverhorn Lodge t-shirt!!

What do I have to do you ask? It's easy, and it's free, just send us an email telling us why you enjoy The View From Silverhorn Mountain. Be creative, and original, don't forget to mention some of your favorite posts from the archives!!

One lucky reader will receive a genuine Silverhorn Lodge Yellow T-shirt with the option to have it autographed by Marcello and I. The winnning entry will be chosen on October 14th and printed in The View From Silverhorn Mountain. You'll be famous as the first person to win a Silverhorn Lodge tee!!

Good Luck and get those emails coming!! The deadline for entries is October 14, 2006 at 9:30 p.m.

Katie Couric In Black and White

Hey Silverhorners! It's Hump Day here at the Silverhorn Lodge, the middle of the week is now past and we are on the downhill slide to the weekend.

I got the wife and Marcello up on the roof of the Lodge to turn the television antenna so I could watch Katie Couric's debut on the CBS Evening News.

Personally I thought she looked stunning, but apparently the fashion critics were a little put off about her wardrobe. In fact, the New York Daily News, The New York Post, The Associated Press, and others, all commented on her wardrobe in one way or another.

I have to admit I too noticed her wardrobe, but to me she looked a little fuzzy, and I thought she was wearing an off white angora sweater, but I guess that might have been my television reception. It turns out Katie was sporting a white blazer over a black top and skirt. It seems that some thought the way the blazer was buttoned it made her look fat.

The wife said it was rather windy on the roof and she and Marcello had some difficulty holding the antenna in one place.

Well, Katie, if you are reading this and I know you are...I thought you looked great....I can only hope you weren't wearing Crocs on your feet.....

The wife, who has been a little ..er...touchy lately owing to a sore shoulder, came home today looking refreshed, relaxed and satisfied, and at supper, when I inquired as to the reason, she mumbled something about getting a nice long message this afternoon and she felt much better afterwards. I asked who the message was from, and she mumbled something about someone in the message parlor in the mall...I didn't know they had a message parlor in the mall, and I can't figure out why she has to go there to get her messages, I get mine from the answering machine...However, she seems to be in a pretty good mood tonight, so I guess whatever works....she says her shoulder isn't as sore either, I guess receiving nice long messages are good for arthritis....

Frequent readers of this diatribe know we have recently built a new firepit here at Silverhorn Lodge for the enjoyment of our guests. We burned up some firewood around here this weekend, we had two big fires, and the woodpile shrunk to half it's former size in no time, so did some of the lawn furniture and a big portion of the wharf. So my Silverhorn Tip for today is don't build a great big firepit, build a small firepit and sit closer....

It sounds like U.S President Bush is considering how to justify bringing the troops home from Iraq, without losing face and without looking like it's too much of a mess to fix...he announced today that following the latest friendly fire attack on Canadian soldiers he needs his fighting forces home to help out in the war with Canada...

Well, that's it. I am off to watch the Sopranos yet again....the wife is on the phone booking an appointment at the message parlor...geez..what next...you gotta book an appointment to get a message???

Today's Quote - "Hello, is this the message parlor? I'd like to book another appointment to get a message from Daniel please." - The Wife


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This is a Croc!

Hey Silverhorners! Welcome to The View From Silverhorn Mountain. Well, the last official long weekend of summer has bit the dust and we have launched into what promises to be autumn. Although summer is not officially over until September 20th, I can't help but feel it is over when the little kids load up their backpacks and head off to school. The days are shorter, the nights are longer (duh) and there is a nip in the air that is unmistakably fall.

Well, by now you have all heard that energetic croc chaser and animal expert Steve Irwin from Australia has come to the end of his run, following a not so nice encounter with a stingray. The poor fellow got it right in the heart as he swam with what until then, seemed to be a friendly bunch of stingrays. However, they don't call them stingrays for nothing, and unfortunately it cost Steve his life. We will miss his exciting videos, taunting snakes and crocodiles and other wild creatures, always jumping back just in the nick of time.

Steve was nothing if he wasn't exuberant and sometimes, after watching one of his shows I would feel inspired to tease some of the wildlife around Silverhorn Lodge...with a dead fish or chicken...I wasn't always as successful as Steve at jumping back, but the doctor was able to sew my fingers back on, albeit upside down...he warned me not to hit my wife with a dead mackerel again...he couldn't guarantee he could sew them back on a second time.

Speaking of crocs, not the reptiles and not my wife...but those new shoes everyone is wearing....I believe I mentioned these before, (and stop me if I have), but only because they really, really...REALLY...I mean they really bug me. They have to be the most stupid looking footwear on the market, and if I hear one more person say "Oh but they are sooooo comfortable." I might puke all over the hideous green or orange or blue things...

Ok if you are out in the garden, and no one else is home, and your neighbors are all away on vacation and it is nighttime and you are not in an area where ticks are an issue...maybe...but to work??? To the Mall??? Out in Public??? C'mon what are ya thinking??? The wife showed a brief interest in them while we were on vacation, but lost interest when I said, "I hope they are as comfortable as they claim, cause you are going be walking home in them."

Have we become a society so old that 'comfort' has replaced all semblance of fashion? Giving up style for easy walking...where ya walking? To the nursing home?

I could argue that barefeet are comfortable...but not to work...I could argue that I am most comfortable in a blue and white striped speedo bathing suit...but not at work...so why do people think that they can get away wearing crocs in public? Because they are comfortable...Hell they aren't even made out of real crocodile skin.

And finally on this issue, the only thing worse than crocs on a woman are you guessed it..crocs on a man...GOOD GOD MAN!!!! LOOK DOWN AT YOUR FEET!! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING??? The only thing I can come up with is that you are too fat to see your feet and your wife and kids put them on for ya and sent you outside to give your buddies a laugh...

I have sent my trusty team of Silverhorn Researchers off to find out about these..um...things...I refuse to call them shoes....perhaps we can find out who is behind this travesty...I'm thinking Binn Laden, stymied by his failed attempts to attack us has decided to at least have a laugh....

Ok I said my piece...I feel much better now...

While I am at it, and I am a bit cranky tonight, why the Hell does the media continue to call the killing of Canadian soldiers by the Americans "Friendly Fire"?? Anything that kills ya can't be considered friendly....I'm thinking the Canadians better get new uniforms with bloody big signs on them that say "I am a Canadian - Goddammit - I am on your side!"

I understand that Pakistan is offering Binn Laden a nice place to live as long as he gives up his terrorist ways and lives peacefully. What??? I thought they were helping us look for him, not trying to talk him into immigrating to their country...Apparently instead of dropping reward posters and leaflets into the mountains, the Pakistani government is now dropping brochures advertising Pakistan as a nice place to retire..Now ya gotta wonder what the Pakistan folks are thinking on this one...first of all, Binn Laden ain't about to retire, so their offer is probably a waste of time, and the Americans can't be too pleased about this..... Perhaps the US should print up some nice flyers of there own, something like, "Guantonamo Bay Terrorist Retirement Villa - A Nice Place to Come Home To"

Talking about bad luck, did you hear about the paraglider in Jerusalem who crashed his glider in the middle of a minefield? Apparently he broke a few bones too, and had to sit in the middle of the field until military officials could come to his rescue. Fortunately he missed the mines, or we would have been able to say he crashed and burned....

A Queensbury New York man has set a record while getting a record, he was arrested for the 100th time. Anthony Love had 99 other arrests to his credit before he was stopped this week transporting $1300 in stolen merchandise from outlet stores. Says a lot for the rehabilitation benefits of prison doesn't it... I guess the good folks at the Queensbury police station will probably have a small celebration in his honor at the police station and rumor has it the prison is going to do up something nice...there is talk about a cake...

Today's Quote: "uh-oh..." - The late Steve Irwin

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