Tag Archives: Missoula

Git along, little doggies.

Yippee Ti Yi Yo Git along little doggies   The old cowpoke tune played through my mind as I plodded for home after a late winter hike with the mutts. In town, winter has receded into the hills, but here … Continue reading

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Urinorama

Men are bathroom barbarians and there is not a female on Earth who would dispute this fact. Victims of their anatomies, they dribble and splash and produce sounds so mystifying that women on the opposite side of the door often … Continue reading

Posted in January 2011 | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Home. Alone.

I’m usually pleased as punch to find myself alone. I am my own best company, and there are few people with whom I’d rather be. If that sounds ostentatious, so be it. I like myself and when I am in … Continue reading

Posted in January 2011 | Tagged , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Nothing rhymes with orange.

Hunting season opened this weekend. My view on hunting, like my opinion of organized religion, has changed mightily over the years.   It’s not that I’m a strict vegetarian who shuns the consumption of meat.  Or that I think hunting is … Continue reading

Posted in October 2010 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment