Real Deal

Whether by coincidence or by intervention, the bones scattered across the trail suggested a disquieting possibility. But one possibility changed the course of hike club – that the arrangements of the bones were not coincidental.

Todd spotted the first one, the tip of the femur propped against a rock. The length of the bone dissected a bright orange mushroom patch. Moss coated the opposite tip, as if painted over several times with a brush caked in paint.

That bone led us to another femur, and then another. We crisscrossed the trail several times. Searching the left side of the trail netted a large cache of femurs, three and four to a pile, chunks of vertebra and slabs of shoulder girdles. On every level these piles of bones seemed random. Or were they?

In time, we pieced the events together. A pack of coyotes had intercepted 5 deer and ripped them to shreds, tearing and scattering the bodies as they consumed them. Darwin, you b****.

So that’s how my Saturday went. And seeing the bones led to ideas for a screenplay and the 3rd Mike Brody book.

Hot or Not?

One of the hottest websites on the Internet right now, safe for viewing at work � although definitely not in front of the wife or girlfriend is hotornot.com.

Started as a joke a little over a year ago, the site generates millions of dollars in ad revenue and is neither porn nor a nasty or illegal scam.

The concept is simple. Members create a small profile and post their picture ( fully clothed ). Site visitors assign a rating from 1 to 10. If interested, they can also click Yes to meet the person � although the original poster must agree by visiting the requesters profile and clicking Yes as well.

Perhaps we could apply this same concept to the voting process. Candidates could post their picture, and whoever draws the most requests to meet them wins. If your candidate won’t at least agree to meet for a cup of coffee are they really fit to decide how to spend the extortion money, er I mean taxes they collect from you on your behalf?

Forces of Nature

Do you find yourself sick of political mudslinging, political mugging, political ads or politics in general?

Well amen my brothers and sisters! Because, if I had a TV right now, I’d launch it through a window – screen first. Who cares who did what 33 years ago while drunk or sober?

I don’t want to Rock the vote, Move on, Anyone but X or It’s all about Y. That’s where I’m at in the constituency – the sick of it all vote.

Enough pandering and baby kissing, let’s run this charade like Survivor and get some entertainment out of it at least. Whoever connives their way to the top gets the fabulous prizes, the book deal and the endorsements. Ditch the scripts and the sound bites and the staged appearances already and rumble in the jungle!

And the runner up? The runner up goes running home to mama.

Subscribing Miss Daisy

I’m a long term subscriber to Investor’s Business Daily who allowed his subscription lapse. For more than 6 years, 5 mornings a week a paper person delivered the current issue by 7am. Sometimes the paper landed on the lawn, other times the porch. For awhile one of the neighbors stole it. Let’s just say they stopped doing that.

It’s a good newspaper, and eventually I will renew. Why did I stop? Not because I don’t find the paper valuable – more because I’m curious to see how hard they’d fight for my renewal. Yep, I want to be wooed.

At 297 bucks a year and 6 years in, I figure I earned a little love. And boy has it come! Since the subscription lapsed every call from the CSR has included additional incentives.

I’m holding out for 2 years for the price of 1 which is the cost of the last renewal. Works for me.

So here’s what I learned today – refusing an offer can lead to better offers.