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According to the weather forecaster we should expect a 40% chance of Spring this year. The term forecaster begs the same kind of incredulity as the person who claims to be able to bend spoons with their mind, ala Yuri Geller. Success rates are similar.  Don't misinterpret this as regret, we love it here, wouldn't trade the peace 'n quiet for the frenzy Outside (see FAQ) for anything - well almost anything. However, a bit more honesty from our local forecasters that basically they just fill ten minutes on the evening news each night with pretty satellite pictures and talk of highs and lows, but don't in fact know within two standard deviations whether it will rain or be windy or breach sixty degrees tomorrow, would be a praiseworthy expression of humility. Casting weather predictions in terms of percentage seems to mock the science of probability. I once heard that a forty percent chance of rain only means that for all times in the past when the weather "looked similar" it rained forty out of one hundred times. In which case the forecaster could be more optimistic and forecast a sixty percent chance it won't rain (or be blustery or breach sixty).

Betting on Spring the uprights planted trees and shrubs, and the front yard is shaping up into some nice eye candy for passerby. Particularly impressive is the towering weeping birch, flanked by the Colorado Blue Spruce and the emerging green grass.

Speaking of eye candy, and maybe I shouldn't speak this way of her given she is my "Mom", but seriously, on Mother's day she was lookin' hella good...




8:58:25 AM    Bark Back []

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Upright: noun : a by and large bipedal companion, also referred to as a human being.

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Cheechako: noun : a person new to Alaska who has come with the intention to live here.

Who's Master?

Master: pronoun : just the finest upright on the face of the earth, that's who! To read him is to love him.

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Dogdom: noun : Life's venue from a dog's point of view.

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Sourdough: noun : A long time Alaskan who has an automatic suspicion of cheechakos.

What does Outside mean?

Outside: noun : A provincial reference to somplace other than Alaska; usually the lower 48.

What's Breakup?

Breakup: noun : A uniquely Alaskan season between winter and spring when the snow and ice begins to melt for good.

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SquareBanks: slang : A self-evident euphemism for a place widely known as Fairbanks, AK.

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Mom: Hottie : Have A Look

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Squeakamunka: noun : your ordinary gray squirrel which can be seen everywhere in our Cleveland neighborhood!

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