Dozing polar bear, Indianapolis Zoo

Wednesday, December 19, 2007


1. Mr. T and his dad got a bison cow. The Kid wept uncontrollably when he found out. That's what two former vegetarians get, I suppose. We never explained to The Kid why we didn't eat meat, though, so he's getting this on his own. I don't know, maybe it's genetic. Anyway, they proceeded through Wyoming this afternoon with a quarter-ton bison carcass in the back of my father-in-law's truck. Which is perfect, really -- they're in the one region of the country where no one would give that a second glance.

2. At lunch today, Tony helpfully pointed out to me that my internet profile is not as low as I thought. If you enclose my name, including my middle initial, in quotation marks, the first three results belong to me. One's an old profile from my Big Law Firm days, and the other two are from appeals I worked on.

3. Tomorrow I am going to load up the truck and move to Beverly drive myself, two dogs, and a five-year-old to Montana. Pray for me.


Anonymous said...

Scrumptious lunch time and I have turkey chili from our Cafeteria. By the way I can say this here because non of you all know him, but the guy who works there is so hot! From Chili and tatoos up and down his hairy arms. That bad boy thing gets me good.

Anyway. Good luck on your road trip. Your son sounds like he has a soft heart. That's good! He'll make a good man one day. And what is a Bison cow? Does that mean wild or something?

Happy Holidays


Kristy said...

Congratulations on filling up the meat locker.I buy buffalo a pound at at a time from Fred Meyer, but I think your way is probably more efficient.

Good luck on your road trip. Be safe!

Tony said...

Mmmm... buffalo burgers. Can't wait!!

Lewis said...

I'd have cried too. I just can't deal with dead animals...especially on purpose. No wonder me and the Blackbean Garden Burger at Burgerville get along so well. Happy Holiday Montana!