Please forgive the delay in posting. My better half has come down from America to visit me in Juneau and I’ve been scampering up and down mountains, eating food, drinking espresso and today I saved the department from a downed server.

It’s been exciting. Your normally scheduled funny will continue tonight after she leaves back to America.

Oh, and God Bless Seward’s Day.

You may, or may not know this but I have a powerful affection for books.

Apparently some crazy fools have decided to post their books, for free on the internet.

This is insanity, this is madness, this is… (not sparta) the creative commons.

Anyway listed below are a few Science Fictions books, also aparently sold on amazon, I’ve read and like a great deal.

Blind Sight, and Star Fish, both written by Peter Watts. I liked them, you might too. They are full length Novels.

For Now that is All.

Please forgive the previous posts poor formating (now fixed), we have microsoft internet exploder to thank for the now corrected lack of spaces and paragraphs.

My day was Super, thanks for asking.

I ran almost Six Miles punctuated by super duper, I cant believe how much I suck at this Yoga, at Rain Forest Yoga with Stephanie Quigley. While Stephanie may lack the humorous colloquialisms of my old Russian Yoga Instructor Emily (Savor the Delicious Agony, Express Your Self!) she more than makes up for it in rigorous no-nonsense hard core yoga. There’s no touchy feel-ie silliness, just an hour and a half of Instructor level poses billed as “level 1 and 2.”

Also I now have carrots, again.

So now after all of the above foolishness, I give you funny.

Somehow during the move all of my boot laces disappeared and now there are no boots with laces in my apartment. I had a long and happy day wandering around Juneau, laundry day was wildly successful and my clean smelling clothes seem like some kind of reminder of happy days pointing towards a brave new future.

Love those run on sentences.

Ah the smell of clorox. I’ve got crazy instructor yoga tonight.

We all need a little funny.

I spent 11 hours today as Standing Reporter #1 (of 2) in a re-enactment of the 1945 passing of anti-discrimination law in Alaska. Read more about the history >here<.

My performance may, or may not be immortalized at some later date in a PBS special.

The anti-discrimination legislation was passed 9 years before the Brown vs Board of Education in California, but in 1945 Alaska was not a state… Such is life. It is interesting to note that as far as Libertarian strains go, Alaska has always been vary progressive. In light of this, there shall be no funny, but instead I hope you ponder this past event in Alaskan History.

Elizabeth Peratrovich gave the following speech on 8 February 1945,

“I would not have expected,” Elizabeth said in a quiet steady voice, “that I, who am barely out of savagery, would have to remind gentlemen with five thousand years of recorded civilization behind them of our Bill or Rights. When my husband and I came to Juneau and sought a home in a nice neighborhood where our children could play happily with our neighbors’ children, we found such a house and had arranged to lease it. When the owners learned that we were Indians, they said ‘no.’ Would we be compelled to live in the slums?” Her intelligence was obvious, her composure faultless. After giving a potent, neatly worded picture of discrimination against the Indians and other Native people, Mrs. Peratrovich said, “There are three kinds of persons who practice discrimination. First, the politician who wants to maintain an inferior minority group so that he can always promise them something. Second, the Mr. and Mrs. Jones who aren’t quite sure of their social position and who are nice to you on one occasion and can’t see you on others, depending on who they are with. Third, the great superman who believes in the superiority of the white race.” Discrimination suffered by herself and her friends, President Peratrovich told the assembled body, “has forced the finest of our race to associate with white trash.” There was an awesome silence in the packed hall, you could hear a pin drop.”

Refrence

Another beautiful day in Juneau.

We’ve got strange gods arguing over the fate of nations, weird star fish living in our blind spots and many many reasons to go for a burger instead of a rainy run. I say go here read >this<. It’s nice and sweet and a little filling.

The good thing about little drinking villages with a mining problem is that in the rain all that rusted concrete looks like history, instead of toxic waste. It aches with stories and never mind the dead fish and the red tide lapping on the beaches. Which is okay, all things have their places and times.

The gray skies and the wet lead me to be thoughtful.

Have a funny.

Or Perhaps Not.

Enjoy.

I’m sitting on my bed in my new apartment, and I’ve just seen a heee-lar-ious video.

Finally the funny has arrived. The awesome starts at 3:59.

Well Folks it’s been a really busy week.

I’ll have more Lulz for you this weekend.

Things in Juneau are magical and wonderful, if only my mail would get here.

Sometimes you take pictures of birds serenely  hopping about and other times, well the boy above knows exactly what I mean. I’m ready for a lot of little things to change and tomorrow may very well be that day.

We Need more funny.