"And here we have Idaho..."

Ha. Ha ha ha. That's something Idaho has a lot of.... bored teenagers.

Snow hid the oversized phallus over the winter, but when it emerged again in the spring some neighbors had had enough.

"They're upset about it," said Annette Tetreault, a worker at Moxie Java near the hill on Bogus Basin Road, which gives motorists a full windshield view of the hillside. "Maybe it could be offensive."

Others were indifferent.

Why don't we just go ahead and ruin bacon everywhere?

Stupid CAFOizing Americans.

For anyone who doesn't know... I wrote a story about some pigs imported from Austria that were an old-style Eastern European breed, and we are lucky to be able to get them here because they have not been "improved" by American methods of pig production. The story is coming soon, and I noticed that the P-I wrote about them today, too. (No, I won't link to you, P-I. I was there first.)

Oh, Betty

Ok. This is from yesterday. But I can't resist practically useless, yet somehow so appealing, regular segments like "first ladies who rock."



I especially love the fun facts on this one:

--Mrs. Ford supported the Equal Rights Amendment and abortion rights.
--Her maiden name was Bloomer.
--She performed with Martha Graham's dance company in Carnegie Hall.
--She told McCall's magazine that the only thing she'd never been asked was how often she had sex with her husband. "And if they'd asked me that I would have told them, 'As often as possible.'"
--Without her, there would be no Betty Ford Center, and half the punchlines on late night television would not make sense.

Speaking of Betty Ford Center, we were just at my parents' condo in Palm Desert, which is just a couple of gigantic, artificially oasisized blocks away from the BFC main campus on Bob Hope Drive. That, and having dinner on the same veranda as Brigitte Nielsen in Palm Springs, were our two celebrity moments. Don't you want to move to California?