Why I still HATE F***N Saturdays

So Jeremy, how's your day going?
*rubs his face in frustration* Just dandy.

We are still sitting here with half the group out of one, and half the group of another.

F***

This doesn't look good.

I vote Jeremy to do something


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GLOBAL WARMING

I would like to know who believes that Global Warming is occurring for either way that it's been occuring over since the time the earth was created, since after our "ice age" or it's just a recent "thing"...

Or do you not believe in Global Warming?

I do - I do agree with those it's always been around, I also agree, we has human fiends speed the process up.

One thing I must say - just because the name has warming doesn't mean EVERYWHERE in the world will get hotter...

Just think - Ice burgs are melting... so colder waters are flowing here... so it rains more and it's colder right?

Sure do agree with that!

Below I have labeled that as Proof 1

Pictures of our sad looking dock is Proof 2 - seriously the original dock is 3 feet under the water, we keep trying the build on top of it :( it's so sad looking... we fixed it though

Proof 3 and 4 coming soon...

Why I hate Saturdays.

Saturdays have always been the worst day ever... for me...

Most people enjoy the weekend. I guess because they work Mon- Fri and then have the "weekend" off. That's when my week starts, Saturday. I must say... We have been up here for months now, and not one Saturday has ran smooth.

Here we sit (with a bunch of wonderful guys) waiting for the plane... AGAIN.
Not one Saturday has it been smooth change over, the weather has not been kind, or everyone in high spirits. *sigh*

If it's not the weather being too rainy, celing too low, not enough visibility, wrong winds, it has been too hot and humid to get the plane up. (Proof 1: Global Warming)

<3 Sigtyr <3

Jeremy and I have a new pet. A new pet, Bald Eagle. We have named him Sigtyr, Siggy for short.
He sits on fish gut island (now named Ilse of Sigtyr). He's injured somehow. We assume a broken wing. Not knowing what to really do to help him, instead of dumping the fish guts we throw a few in his direction, hoping he will eat them. I hope that he will get used to us coming and not hide so we can snap a few photos of our fine feathered friend. I can't believe how huge these things really are. Seriously... HUGE

WTF?!?!??!

Baby carrots? Teen Carrots, the next generation


NEXT BLOG:

TRUTH OR MYTH - GLOBAL WARMING - Here's to you Al Gore!

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Sorry for the spelling mistakes....
DOH

The Ants Go Marching... part II

So, I obidently grabbed the camera. Here's the first picture snagged. Can you seriously believe this is saw dust produced by ANTS!!!!

So they use some of the saw dust to excerete in. It goes hard and then they tunnel in it again. This is also stored for ant eggs. I cannot describe to you HOW DISGUSTING ANT EGGS ARE!!!!

Our master plan was to tear down the wall and vacuum the bastards up. WOW they are fast. It was like a virtual reality game. HERE There EVERYWHERE the ants were grabbing their egg sacks and trying to run in every direction. Needless to say, we got perfect score. NONE escaped.

Here lies once, a 2x4 stud. Now remains hollow ant holes...

LOOK at how many there were... bow your head in silence. Genocide.

Sad... but it had to be done...

"Scrunch!"

What is that sound.... oh no....