Who cooks for you all?
This shy critter is the Barred Owl who apparently knocked himself unconscious yesterday morning by flying into the sliding glass door of our dining room. First I thought he was dead, then seriously injured, and then by the time I had gone around to get a better picture he either flew away or vanished into thin air. I couldn't tell you which, even though I was four feet away at the time. For such noisy birds (listen to their call at the link) they sure move quietly.
Adventures in censorship.
Yesterday at the library, one of our clerks, Sandy, told me she had a woman ask for help finding books on how to have a book banned. (You might want to read that a couple of times; I had to hear it more than once to make sense of it.)
"So what did you tell her?" I asked.
"I really didn't want to help her, so I just sent her to the reference desk," Sandy said.
"You should have told her that we used to have a book about that," I said, "But someone complained."
"So what did you tell her?" I asked.
"I really didn't want to help her, so I just sent her to the reference desk," Sandy said.
"You should have told her that we used to have a book about that," I said, "But someone complained."
Attention, Kremlin!
I will not be silenced! I will continue to post here at least two or three times a year, like a big ol' freedom-loving beacon of, uh, freedom.
Is there a way of reading this that makes sense?
"I have two grandchildren — Maggie is 11, Robert is 9," Gingrich said at Cornerstone Church. "I am convinced that if we do not decisively win the struggle over the nature of America, by the time they're my age they will be in a secular atheist country, potentially one dominated by radical Islamists...."
I'm pretty sure that's the funniest thing I've ever heard a politician say.
I'm pretty sure that's the funniest thing I've ever heard a politician say.
