tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post4651835690054464998..comments2023-06-17T07:39:44.593-07:00Comments on A girl and her dogs: Warning: News-Miner may cause drowsinessAKbushbabyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-24684403709904058072007-03-07T15:44:00.000-08:002007-03-07T15:44:00.000-08:0020 hours on a bus? I managed 39 hours from Helsin...20 hours on a bus? I managed 39 hours from Helsinki to Italy last summer, just to go pick up some guys dog poop eh? But the offer of an ol' fashioned road trip sounds too good to pass on, reckon i'll take you up on that. I'll be working in Homer for Dr. Linda Chamberlain at the Howling Husky Homestead (if those American swines give me a visa that is!!).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-48001295100654765212007-03-06T14:21:00.000-08:002007-03-06T14:21:00.000-08:00Grant! Sorry I didn't get back to you. Yes you can...Grant! Sorry I didn't get back to you. Yes you can take a bus from Whitehorse to Anchorage but what a ride. Yuck! It'll be at least 20 hours. You could take a bus from WHitehorse to Fairbanks and then we could take an ol' fashioned road trip down to Anchorage...just a thought..Homer is beautiful..you'll love it. Who are you working for?AKbushbabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-80410098769371603062007-03-06T13:02:00.000-08:002007-03-06T13:02:00.000-08:00Hello!It's Grant!! Good to hear/see you're doing w...Hello!It's Grant!! Good to hear/see you're doing well! Don't know if you got email but I'll be in Alaska from May-September to learn some more 'dog stuff'/take care of a homestead down in Homer! Would be great to meet up if you can. I'd also like to know if you know of any way of getting to Anchorage from Whitehorse...by bus!! I hate to fly and one flight from the UK to Canada is enough for me for a while! Take care.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-55630211150546245902007-03-05T18:18:00.000-08:002007-03-05T18:18:00.000-08:00Defensive? Moi? Listen. All I'm sayin' is that man...Defensive? Moi? Listen. All I'm sayin' is that many Americans don't know much about Canada. You obviously know some geography, so good for you. What you don't know is how not to be a big boob. Yeah, I went there. Don't call me chickie or I'll rip your arms off and feed them to Sister, she likes pig! As for finding a wife, I don't think that'll happen, so just sneak across the border and be an alien. There are no fences in north....yet. <BR/>I didn't come here to live in the US, I came here for Sam...and dogs...but mostly for Sam.AKbushbabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-9880633047520993112007-03-05T14:50:00.000-08:002007-03-05T14:50:00.000-08:00Defensive today, eh?I LOVE the smell of regret. So...<I>Defensive today, eh?</I><BR/>I <B>LOVE</B> the smell of regret. So powerful. I smelled it in Shannonville, the scene of my last race as a driver; in Trois-Rivières where I watched a competitor lose his left leg in a racing crash; in Shannonville where despite the pouring rain at Mosport I was fast but scared "shite"-less (to quote the Brits). Then of course you can count the forever long tows to Edmonton, Gimli, Westwood, Calgary, you name it, if it was a tiny race track with big star drivers, we were there. <BR/>You could add the places I'd would still like to see: Nova Scotia (home of us misplaced of Scots heritage), Churchill, Q-City (again!). I'll pass on Ottawa, politicians of any nationality give me the heebies. <BR/>"Near Toronto" to those of us from the LA basin means the same as "near LA" which of course means Los Angeles. Therefore "near TO" of course means Toronto. It doesn't matter if it's Bedford Park or Kingston, it's all Toronto to us.<BR/>And we <I>were not</I> geeks! Jeezus, Geeks are those filthy haired, chain smoking, lost "groupyouths" pounding the endless miles of Yonge Street in their cheap, leather-imitation jackets, bad makeup, and dirty jeans, not wanting to go home but lost nonetheless in the city <I>(their city!)</I> home of <B>SAM'S</B> record store near The Bay...you, at that time, never realizing what that could mean.<BR/>"Near Fairbanks," however, is a completely different matter. <BR/>Welcome to America, chickie! Your one of us. Now go find me a Canadian wife so I can move out of this place! A pure business deal.<BR/>Hugs, <BR/>D & NAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-54125429392444568122007-03-05T13:52:00.000-08:002007-03-05T13:52:00.000-08:00Ok. You and Sam were happenin' dudes. Wait, I mean...Ok. You and Sam were happenin' dudes. Wait, I mean geeks. Wait, I mean...what? Identity issues were the least of my concerns when I was a teenager. I do remember slathering on black eyeliner and white powder on my face with my friend TW and hitchhiking into town. I was also a cross-colour wearin' hip hop wannabe and skater girl...you name it. And no, I'm not from TO. When an American asks where I'm from, I say Canada. If they nod like they know where that is, I say Ontario. Sometimes I get a shrug and sometimes another nod. Then I say near Toronto, which in my experience, is one of three cities in Canada that Americans seem to have a vague idea of. (the other two are Montreal and Vancouver) If they seem to know where Toronto is, I'll say 'actually closer to Ottawa,' which usually throws them off. If you want specifics, I'm from the sticks between the city of Brockville and the town of Prescott. Actually between the villages of Maitland and Maynard in Augusta township. Rocky Road, between the second and third concessions. Follow the smells of maple syrup, gin and regret.AKbushbabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-16664083859549153912007-03-05T13:45:00.000-08:002007-03-05T13:45:00.000-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.AKbushbabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-5531254687518693152007-03-05T13:00:00.000-08:002007-03-05T13:00:00.000-08:00you're from Toronto?you're from Toronto?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-52430518303359597192007-03-05T12:15:00.000-08:002007-03-05T12:15:00.000-08:00Our duds were rockin' just like the two of us! Thi...Our duds were <B>rockin'</B> just like the two of us! Thin, no wrinkles or gray...did you like the shorts or the fireproof driver's suits best? We were awesome in our youth and we traveled the world making tons of money and breaking busloads of hearts.<BR/>I'll spare you the photos from the sea! A <I>goth head banger</I> from Toronto? Talk about an <B>identity crisis</B>...... !!!<BR/>Love & kisses<BR/>D & NAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-13371917799874373442007-03-05T11:36:00.000-08:002007-03-05T11:36:00.000-08:00No way! The pic where Sam's wearing glasses really...No way! The pic where Sam's wearing glasses really freaked me out. I didn't even know it was him! Your duds aren't much better! I just have to ask: what were you guys thinking? I guess it was the '80s. Luckily all the photos of me in my goth/headbanger-chick phase are locked away in my parents' basement. Talk about big hair, yikes!AKbushbabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648154317420233293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30204318.post-79118405150854453942007-03-05T06:23:00.000-08:002007-03-05T06:23:00.000-08:00You should post one of those photos of "Sam in the...You should post one of those photos of "Sam in the Day!" Share the Curls! He was an actual working assistant to a Sports Illustrated photographer. How times change. Hope y'all get warm, we're going skiing for spring break to Durango. Meeting up the the "MONSTER, SR," with my "MONSTER, JR." Sam'll know.<BR/>D & NAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com