The Koalas Know Something.....
Australia and Cachagua are bonded in many ways.....
There are two Red Pig Roadhouses......one in Cachagua and one in Two-Tree Plain....
Oz.
They have an insane fire in Oz right now.......
Multiply our fires of last summer in Cachagua/Big Sur by Hiroshima, and add in the eucalyptus multiplier.
Hero fire guys are everywhere......
But.....Oz has us beat on cute.....
When I was a tiny kid in Hawaii, my Grandpop was a sea captain....fuel tankers in the South Pacific during WWII. Later, Matson Lines luxury cruisers.....
The finish line on his runs was Australia....
And he brought us back stuffed critters from Oz as a show of his love......baby kangaroos (Roo!)....baby koalas....(Walla!).
Platypus had bad agents, apparently.
Gramps did not bring us cute little stuffed animals.
We got....
Actual stuffed dead baby critters....
But, hey...they were cute.
Gramps confided that the roos were destroying the continent......you had to have special windshield screens to keep alive while driving inland, and special fencing to have a hope of having a farm.
And the fucking koalas would rip your flesh in a drunken moment with their claws....
Your drunken moment.....their claws and attitude.
Gramps loved giving us stuffed baby roos and wallas....A dead roo is a good roo.
Anyway.....today the cutest critters in the universe are.....
Wallas.
Koalas demanding water......from guys who, given enough Foster's.....will beat your ass to a pulp because.......well, just because.
Some people need beating, after all.....and apparently you are top of the list.
And....in the cute wars......we lose again. A koala appeared at a lady's back door, acting thirsty. It is summer in Oz, and it is a million degrees. The lady poured water into the first thing she found handy....a bucket.
The result:
And, finally....
In the extreme, horrible, deadly heat of the Oz summer this summer.......
Crazy, testosterone fueled normal residents of the country who are not at the moment doing the Mad Max thing and playing Ozzie Rules Football....are riding bicycles in the mountains in the deadly heat in the middle of wildfires.
How do you say "Conway" in Australian?
The bike geeks were derailed once again by curbside Union Koalas....demanding their fair share of Australia' rapidly diminishing H20.....
Before you laugh too heartily.....
Here is our latest outlook.
Clearly....we are starting to be completely fucked.
Rather than conserve water, increase taxes to pay for the services we need, or invest in new technologies, or develop a coherent strategy to deal with both development and survival......
All of which is really annoying hard work......
We just need a cute animal......
Hey.....
We have lots of eucalyptus.........
There are two Red Pig Roadhouses......one in Cachagua and one in Two-Tree Plain....
Oz.
They have an insane fire in Oz right now.......
Multiply our fires of last summer in Cachagua/Big Sur by Hiroshima, and add in the eucalyptus multiplier.
Hero fire guys are everywhere......
But.....Oz has us beat on cute.....
When I was a tiny kid in Hawaii, my Grandpop was a sea captain....fuel tankers in the South Pacific during WWII. Later, Matson Lines luxury cruisers.....
The finish line on his runs was Australia....
And he brought us back stuffed critters from Oz as a show of his love......baby kangaroos (Roo!)....baby koalas....(Walla!).
Platypus had bad agents, apparently.
Gramps did not bring us cute little stuffed animals.
We got....
Actual stuffed dead baby critters....
But, hey...they were cute.
Gramps confided that the roos were destroying the continent......you had to have special windshield screens to keep alive while driving inland, and special fencing to have a hope of having a farm.
And the fucking koalas would rip your flesh in a drunken moment with their claws....
Your drunken moment.....their claws and attitude.
Gramps loved giving us stuffed baby roos and wallas....A dead roo is a good roo.
Anyway.....today the cutest critters in the universe are.....
Wallas.
Koalas demanding water......from guys who, given enough Foster's.....will beat your ass to a pulp because.......well, just because.
Some people need beating, after all.....and apparently you are top of the list.
And....in the cute wars......we lose again. A koala appeared at a lady's back door, acting thirsty. It is summer in Oz, and it is a million degrees. The lady poured water into the first thing she found handy....a bucket.
The result:
And, finally....In the extreme, horrible, deadly heat of the Oz summer this summer.......
Crazy, testosterone fueled normal residents of the country who are not at the moment doing the Mad Max thing and playing Ozzie Rules Football....are riding bicycles in the mountains in the deadly heat in the middle of wildfires.
How do you say "Conway" in Australian?
The bike geeks were derailed once again by curbside Union Koalas....demanding their fair share of Australia' rapidly diminishing H20.....
Before you laugh too heartily.....Here is our latest outlook.
Clearly....we are starting to be completely fucked.
Rather than conserve water, increase taxes to pay for the services we need, or invest in new technologies, or develop a coherent strategy to deal with both development and survival......
All of which is really annoying hard work......
We just need a cute animal......
Hey.....
We have lots of eucalyptus.........
posted by Txacoli at 12:21 AM
3 Comments:
Hey There!
I've been (on occasion) reading your blog since the summer fires of '08, discovering many connections . . . born in Carmel (family owned Saddle Mtn. Ranch at the time, my father gifting me with an appreciation of the Valley and beyond); well aware of the cold white bigotry in town; Carmel Continuation student (Pre CVHS, @ the Ole Woods School); Tassajara Resident; CVHS Lindamood Reading Tutor (discovering the obscure joys and pains of the misunderstood students there, thank you Marvin and Ed!); friend of Barb and Duncan in Jamesburg and an old one of Tom's; moved to Australia in '94 . . . (helluva fire, cute koala), to name of few. Thanks for the Carmel Valley/California perspective! I'll be in the area, in (your) summer, can I make dinner reservations?
hey- saw Xabi running up Cv rd just east of Chupinos this afternoon. I turned the truck around and whistled but he ducked up the hill at Wagon wheel and I figured he was headed home. Damn that dog is FAST, I would bet money on him VS greyhounds anyday. Anyway, hope he made it home safe :)
The kid I have been most worried about recently.....we are getting him in to Lindamood...
Call us, and don't take NO for an answer for reservations.....
Peace!
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