I am happy to see the local newspaper back in the racks at Safeway. After being missing for several months, The Dutch Harbor Fisherman is back under a longer name... The Bristol Bay Times / The Dutch harbor Fisherman.
Years ago the papers existed in just this same combined way. Then they split for awhile. Last year the company owning both was sold, and it has been quiet ever since. Now they are back, almost as a surprise. Let’s face it, printed papers are about to join the dinosaurs and passenger pigeons.
Especially small town versions.
I am old fashioned and prefer the printed papers. Of course, I also could not tweet or text if my life depended on it...
The Police Beat is back.
There was a good article on the gas field at Point Thompson, 50 miles east of Prudhoe Bay in far northern Alaska. The HUGE natural gas field has sat untapped because oil is also in that area. The gas and oil are difficult to produce, as they are under extreme high pressure and other reasons, which could lead to safety issues in production.
Big name companies have invested BILLIONS in testing and research, yet feel the production will be to difficult and expensive.
So the state wants them to drill, or get off the well. Now it is in the courts where the state wants to revoke all the leases and start over. It is a huge power battle, and your gas price at the pump may be at stake. Thanks to North Dakota for kicking in lately, but Alaska oil production is down lately. That pipeline is not always full now. And the much BALLYHOOed new gas pipeline is still only a dream in these days of ecological studies. We gots the gas, we gots the oil. Got Drill?
The state feels the lack of development could be on purpose by big oil/gas to suppress supply and increase prices of what is already flowing upward.
But that’s crazy talk...
The Chow Porch is back in action on a regular basis. FRANK is the regular. 4 out of 5 nights he is there. And this morning he was lurking for leftovers. At first he was just like all the others, circling forever before sniffing up and snarffing down. Cat leftovers, hard or soft, it was chowed. But last night it went Hoppyesque. He was on the porch with me just inside the wide open door flashing pictures. No fear.
GOLDEN ROD is a bit irregular in his appearances, but he is already friendly, coming right up to inquire about the daily special. It is posted on the door, but alas, fox cannot read.
I just bought plane tickets for my next trip. Flying to Albuquerque to golf a cuppla days with CASA, mainly because I could use the money. Then taking the usual road trip and golfing on the way. Albuquerque NE to Mackinac Straits Bridge in Michigan, then south to Louisville. Right across the heart of America.
May not need the valet tonight. But HEY, he has been complaining about the tips lately anyway...