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Ask Jimmie St. Vrain (Johnnie’s Wiseguy Brother) – 1/27/12

Dear Jimmie –

I’ve been reading that squirrels are chewing people’s car wiring. I park on the street and was more worried about someone breaking into my car and stealing my stereo or my Barry Manilow CD collection. Should I now add squirrels munching on my wires as something to fret about?

Ima Wurywort

Dear Ima –

First off, let me state, I’m sorry anyone has had their vehicle wires chewed by any animal and I can guarantee your Barry Manilow CD collection is safe. As for squirrels chewing your wiring, I would think there’s a greater chance a pack of wolverines descend on your home, kick you out and hold a Super Bowl party while swilling “Bud Light.”  Sure squirrels have been called ‘tree rats” and  “Dunlop dodgers.” From my experience squirrels are usually fixated on collecting nuts for the winter, raiding bird feeders, grooming or acting like Charlie Sheen after numerous cups of coffee and cigarettes. I think there is a rodentia conspiracy going on to cast squirrels in a negative light. I believe jealous woodchucks (groundhogs) and prairie dogs have gotten together via the “RodentiaNet” and conspired to attach squirrel tail disguises and then munch on car wires. It’s well know that both woodchucks (groundhogs) and prairie dogs are jealous of the favorable treatment squirrels have received in the media. Consider the cartoon Rocky and Bullwinkle, Rocky is a flying squirrel, the  “National Lampoon Christmas Vacation” movie squirrel that leaps from the tree onto Clark Griswold, “Hammy” from the animated movie “Over the Hedge.” How many respectful woodchuck (groundhog) or prairie dog media representations have you seen?  The woodchuck (groundhog) population has to have their fur up about the annual ritual one of their own, “Punxsutawney Phil” has to endure on February 2. Who cares if it’s cloudy and Phil comes out of his burrow (winter to end soon), or it’s sunny and he sees his shadow and (six more weeks of winter), the ceremony is the same year after year, hey what a great theme for a movie…..what should it be called?  The sing-songey poem doesn’t help either, “How much wood
 would a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood? As much wood
 as a woodchuck would, if a woodchuck could chuck wood.”Prairie dogs also have a serious case of squirrel envy built up, what media figure of their clan can they feel positive about and how many people would let them cavort and run around in their back yards? I’ve read about the antidotes to so-called squirrel attacks on wiring, including fox urine and extreme hot sauce. I would think these antidotes would keep the squirrel impostors at bay, but might encourage vampires or zombies. If you’re still concerned about your vehicle wires being the main course here’s some possible actions to ward off the toothy terrors: I got the first 2 from a site on the internet, http://www.ehow.com/how_2352894_rid-woodchucks garden.HTML, the 3rd one is mine:

11 1.Place garden ornaments, pinwheels, balloons, beach balls or shopping bags that move with the wind and make noise around the vehicle. This may scare the woodchuck or prairie dog away.
2.Try ammonia-soaked rags hanging from posts, mothballs scattered around the outside, or cayenne pepper spray throughout the vehicle and perimeter. Of course all of these require upkeep in order to be effective at keeping the critters away.
3.Get a portable CD player that you can set to play in “repeat mode.” Position the player under your vehicle’s hood and play any Barry Manilow CD from your collection while the vehicle is parked. Guaranteed to keep woodchucks (groundhogs), prairie dogs, vampires and zombies miles away.

Local Future Predictions 2012 – 12/30/11

Everywhere you turn this time of year is a 2011 Year in Review. This rehashing of the top stories while interesting, poses no risk for the word jockey. The trapeze without the net act involves making predictions for 2012. Niels Bohr – Danish Atomic Physicist and or Yogi Berra – American Baseball Player/Philosopher stated; “Prediction is very hard, especially about the Future.” Here’s my local prognostications: (Disclaimer: These predictions have a margin of error of +/- 0 to100%)
Vance Brand Airport Noise
The constant annoying droning of the CQS (Citizens for Quiet Skies) crowd finally pays off and Airport officials ban the use of the Mile High Skydiving aircraft. Instead a 2,000 ft tower with jumping platform is constructed with an elevator, relegating the skydivers to basically BASE jumpers. So the noise nanny’s get their way while the skydivers get the “shaft.” A few months after the ban the CQS folks start complaining about the eery silence, the quiet gives them too much time to hear themselves think.
RTD “Take a Hike
Longmonters opt out of the RTD (Really Terrible Decisions) program, determined to work with a private company to get a real mass transit system. The final “back of the bus” moment happened when RTD decided to implement “rickshaw” service in lieu local buses and one Regional route to Denver per day starting at 6am arriving at 10am after 30 stops. RTD spokesman, Nowe Cant cheerily opined, “the 4 hour trek would allow riders to read papers, relax prior to work or write their thesis.” The “Slow-Tracks” light rail service would be extended to Longmont in 2040 and cost an additional $50 billion dollars…$60 billion if permanent seating was chosen over folding metal chairs in the light rail cars.
Butterball Plant

Monsanto Corporation decides to buy the Butterball plant complex as part of their GMO (Genetically Modified Organism) seed research and production division. During the ribbon cutting ceremony, 100 anti-GMO protesters armed with only 5 rotten “organic” tomatoes (due to cost) hurl them at the Monsanto entourage.
St Vrain County

“When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands that have connected them with another……” A groundswell of support bubbles up for Longmont and surrounding areas to secede from Boulder County and form a new “St Vrain County” after it’s discovered that the Boulder County Commissioners have purchased a parcel of land for $2 million dollars designated as “Open Space” but formerly designated as Commissioner Ben Pearlman’s house. Commissioner Pearlman became Country Attorney Pearlman after performing the “secret” handshake in front of the other 2 Commissioners and voting for a 3rd Boulder County 150th Anniversary sculpture to join the Hawk and Butterfly sculptures displayed in the Boulder County Courthouse Plaza. This sculpture is titled, “Flipping Bird to Longmont.”
World Ending 12/21/2012

Unless you’ve been living in a cave (could be a good thing if the next prediction happens), you’ve probably heard that according the the ancient Mayan Calendar the “End of Days” is supposed to happen on December 21, 2012. Recent research has indicated the date may be off by 50 to 100 years. “Whew….that’s a load lifted, guess I can go ahead and prepay my Times-Call subscription into 2013!” I predict the true date for the world ending will be the date the show, “Jersey Shore” wins an Emmy.

Well gotta go, my wife just made a 100% accurate prediction related to a snow shovel, a driveway and a husband! Happy New Year!!

Top 9.9 Reasons I Can’t Occupy Wall Street – 11/14/11

Top 9.9 Reasons I Can’t Occupy Wall Street

The Occupy Wall Street movement has gotten 99% of the news coverage lately. I’m just glad “smell-o-vision” hasn’t become a reality (the next big video thing after 3-D) when the reporters broadcast from the field the latest demand from the tent-acles……the banning of any video, photos or artists rendering of Donald Trump’s hair, after it’s been lacquered, pomaded, sprayed or flash-frozen to his head. I think this is one demand I could “plug” (hair term), because I’m follicly challenged and jealous. The US has a storied history of successful protest movements, including Women’s Suffrage, the Civil Rights movement and the movement to ban playing of Billy Ray Cyrus’s song “Achy Breaky Heart “ at weddings or sporting events. Call me a selfish capitalist, but here are the “Top 9.9 Reasons I Can’t Occupy Wall Street.”

1. Tie-Dyed Clothes
I’ve noticed a lot of the OWS folks have gone with a retro 60’s/70’s tie-dyed fashion look. Well I look horrible in tie-dye, doesn’t agree with my skin tone and makes me look like a large psychedelic Yard Gnome.
2. Camping
I don’t do well sleeping in a tent. When my wife and I pickup camped for a couple nights touring South Dakota a year ago, I whined about not being comfortable, hearing noises, bathroom hikes, couldn’t sleep. She had her fill of my sob story and considered leaving me at the “bad” part of the “Badlands” or stranded at the “Prairie Dog Village.”
3. Drums

I like a good drum solo by Buddy Rich or Ginger Baker, but constant pounding by indigenous native wannabes would drive me to pour hot candle wax into my ears to seal out the noise…Reminds of a joke: What’s the last thing a drummer says in a band? “Hey guys, why don’t we try one of my songs?”
4. Human Microphone Chant Backs

Many municipalities require a permit for electronic amplified devices, so the OWS folks have groups repeat what a single speaker says, a “human microphone” if you will. I am seldom serious, so I couldn’t be trusted to repeat back exactly what was said. For instance, say Al Gore pays a visit and the group leader says, “It’s Mr. Gore, my that’s a nifty Nobel Prize?” To which I’d probably repeat, “It’s Mr. Bore, why does he have shifty no tell eyes?”
5. Horrible Penmanship

I’ve noticed a lot of sign making going on at the OWS sites. My penmanship resembles something a monkey tried to draw using an “Etch-a-Sketch”, only worse. Any sign I’d make would probably confuse people on what I was demanding…..come to think of it, maybe I’d fit right in.
6. Personal Hygiene

I don’t mean my favorite spot in the little town west of us…..I’m talking about a shower, preferably hot and every few days.
7. Hockey Fix

I haven’t seen any “big screens” broadcasting sporting events at the OWS sites. If I don’t get to watch 2-3 hockey games a week, I start to lose my craving for Canadian bacon, Labatts beer and socialized medicine. “Eh hoser?“
8. Allergic to Pepper Spray and Tear Gas

I don’t know about you, but pepper spray and tear gas bother my eyes and the police don’t lose fights, enough said.
9. Picky Eater

Sure the communal eating experience can build camaraderie, but I lost the desire to do it every day back in the High School cafeteria during the last Ice Age, when Brontosaurus burgers were the rage.
9.9 Occupy a Job

Some of us gotta work and I feel for the people that are having trouble finding any. There are times I’d like to pull the ejector handle on my job. But things like paying the mortgage, insurance, food and utilities, you know the luxuries, wake me up from dream world land.

“Well, gotta go,” my wife just yelled down to me, “Come eat dinner! Listen to this….”Did you say, you need to be thinner!” hahaha….No I said, “ I wish I would have left you at the Prairie Dog village!”

Twin Peaks Mall – Back to the Future – 10/13/11

 

(Theme used from “A Christmas Carol” by Charles Dickens)

The night was darker than daytime and the moon hovered like a bright white aspirin (the tablet kind not the capsule) as I pulled into the Twin Peaks Mall parking lot, or the “House of Blight.” Little did I know I’d drop that label of scorn before the night passed. I entered the West side main entrance, having not passed through these doors since Lady GaGa was Baby GaGa. I moved into the main body of the Mall, surprised by the number of retailers still trying to survive, including Dillards, Sears, other clothing and shoe stores,  jewelry, specialty stores and Victoria’s Secret (always felt weird accompanying my wife into the store, like I better not gaze at anything/anyone and for goodness sake don’t touch any silky smooth thing!) Talked to a few retailers about the Mall’s decline, they mentioned; the economy, mall upgrades needed, Ownership/City slow dance. This walking/talking made me weary, I needed to sit, so I found a bench near the security guard station. “Ah that’s better, I’ll just rest here a while……….” I felt a tapping on my shoulder and did the “electric jerk awake”. A guy with glasses holding a clipboard and “Marley” on a name tag jumped back. I thought, “geez not one of those Marketing Survey people, I’m trapped.” Usually I could dash to the other side of the Mall or have that, my house is on fire and I have to leave now look on my face to escape! Marley had no survey questions, but wanted to show me something. He led me past the empty Food Court, former kids play area and around the corner to the main Mall walkwa…….the Mall was packed! Christmas decorations hung, every store occupied. I looked at Marley and he said “I’m the Ghost of Mall Past. I wanted you to see what this Mall once was, everyone came here to shop, dine, view local artists work, meet friends. What once was can be again.” He led me back to my bench, past scores of kids waiting to get their picture taken with Santa. I dozed again and felt another tapping on my shoulder, I awoke saying “Marley what now”, the clipboard carrying person said, “I’m not Marley, I’m Bob, come with me, you need to see this”. He walked me out the Mall’s main entrance and panned his arm from North to South asking what I saw. I said, “a handful of cars” He replied “it’s the weekend, this lot used to be full.” We walked back inside to the office of one of the retailers who was looking at his latest financial statement, agonizing over how he’s going to survive if customers and sales don’t pick up. “I’m the Ghost of Mall Present”. I wanted you to understand what retailers face in this Mall today.” I was back at my bench, eyelids heavy….. Another tapping on my shoulder. A voice behind me said, “Mister, back here.” Another clipboard carrying guy with a name tag that said “Tim” stood behind the bench. I remarked, “Tim, you’re tiny!” He said, “yeah like I haven’t heard that before, follow me.” He led me to the far South end of the Mall into a huge indoor ice arena. Hockey kids were working on their outlet passes, while figure skaters practiced their jumps on the other rink. We went back North past a Whole Foods Store, continuing past crowds to a large stadium seating movie theater and numerous stores in an open, glass filled Mall with views West to the mountains. Tim said, “I’m the Ghost of the Mall Yet to Come, you needed to see what is possible if you look forward”. I was back at the bench, nodding off, another shoulder tap, “what!” The security guard hovering over me said, “sir, you were snoring with your mouth open and scared away a couple of our mall-walkers….hell hath no fury like disrupted mall-walkers!” I apologized, got up, walking past Victoria’s Secret to leave. I stopped and thought, “I know Victoria’s Secret!” This Mall took a fall, but will be rebound and impress us all!

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