Stolen Truck Alert

This blog is about Fairbanks and my view of Fairbanks so I have no choice but to re-post this from the list of Craig:

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Sat. Nov. 20th at approx 9-9:30 pm my 04 Dodge Ram lic # XCUZME was stolen from Lathrop st. I'm offering a $500 rerward for truck or contents. Truck had storage drive with photos of deseased loved one on it. If you have any info please call Christie at 322-1396 or if you see my truck please call
Fairbanks Police Department at 450-6500.

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And to whoever stole this truck I know the Karma Fairy is coming at you like a sniper round.  Stealing photos of the deceased or diseased is pure evil.

Allstate done me wrong

This week in the world of me I am launching an "expose the bad guys" campaign against Allstate for insurance shenanigans.  I try not to call shenanigans unless it's truly necessary, and alas, in this case it is.  Read my rant for the whole story here.

I also played some rec hockey this week for the first time in a very long time.  When I went to get my hockey bag two hornets nests and about a pound of squirrel food fell out of my neglected gear.  It seemed to smell a little less terrible though and my skates sharpened up just fine.  The aforementioned squirrels had eaten the blade off my stick and destroyed my laces so I had to purchase some new gear but that led me to Sport King.
Sport King is a tiny shack of a store hidden behind Safeway near the Klondike Hotel.  It is owned by Roger McKinnon and has been there for as long as I can remember.  It is the last of the traditional owner operated sports stores in Fairbanks.  I would drive across town in a blizzard to patronize this store because Roger has done so much for the Fairbanks hockey community.  These days every time I pull up here I fear the dreaded "Out of Business" sign, and yet, despite Walmart and Sports Authority and legions of discount crap, Roger soldiers on.

Remember, remember the 5th of November

 Celebrated Guy Fawkes Day on Friday with a bonfire at a friend's house whereupon we burned an effigy of Guy Fawkes.  This is a strange tradition but it involves fire and alcohol which have been dear friends of mine since childhood.

Jim heaves our newspaper-filled friend into the fire.

Guy Fawkes was originally hanged for his efforts, we decided to save our noose for next year.

Last night a fog rolled into the hills around Fairbanks and frosted all the trees, when the sun returns it will be stunning.  This is a beautiful time of year here because we still have light and everyone knows it's on the way out.

Ok, I'm back, really

After much shenanigans I'm back in the blogosphere.  Prepare to have your mind blown, your socks darned, and your optic nerves caressed with grand visions from the north.  In the meantime I suggest you all take time out to thank the little people in your life, for sanity is a delicate flower that must be watered.