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Came across this tidbit the other day...

It's been a while since I did one of these posts. But, have no fear, the police are still on the payroll and our crime scene could still rival Detroit's.

This week, Lander Emergency Services received 29 calls. Here are the highlights:

June 3

At 8:46 a.m., police received a call about cows in the road on Baldwin Creek in Lander.

June 4

At 9:04 a.m., police received a call from a Riverton man who reported that a fence that he was putting up was pulled down the previous day. [eco-terrorists, no doubt]

At 3:37 p.m., police received a call from a Lander woman who stated that some irrigation pipe was taken from her pasture. [more eco-terrorists?]

June 7

At 10:23 a.m., police received a call from a Riverton woman who stated that some people associated with a church were repeatedly coming to her home after she had requested on numerous occasions that they stop coming.

June 9

At 3:21 p.m., police received a call about a loose horse that was on the road in Riverton.

At 10:48 p.m., police received a call from a Riverton woman who reported that a male subject had passed out on her property and was now awake and talking to himself. [maybe he had fallen of his horse?]

At the Capital

Well, The Wife and I were in DC for the tail end of last week and the weekend. Despite some flight problems (Frontier seems to be going down the tubes) it was a great trip.

We met up with my good friend and old roommate from college, Jason. He joined us for part of the weekend--touring the museums. Not sure if W was home at the time, but I'd like to think he was and, if so, it was good to see him behind bars.

The natural history museum was sweet. Although, I always thought dinosaurs were bigger. Must have something to do with the fact that I was about three feet tall last time I was at the natural history museum.
The mammoth was just as big as I remembered.

We also stopped by the Supreme Court. Even though it was closed for the weekend, it was impressive. Too bad we didn't stay through Monday for oral argument.

We also some some protesters. These two were, I think, praying. The man on the ground didn't move too much while we were there. The Woman kept rocking to and fro. The red over her mouth is duct tape with "Life" written on it. Apparently these people didn't realize the court was stacked in their favor.

After all this seriousness, we headed over to what was The Wife's and Jason's favorite stop--the Botanic Garden. And yes it is Botanic, not botanical.

I though this was the desert?

So, apparently, someone forgot to tell the weather gods that Lander is in the desert. We received significantly over 6 inches of rain in May, and it hasn't let up in June. I mowed the lawn right before leaving for DC. We came back to this:

You park cars in your garage?

For a lack of something better to do with the garage--after all, we aren't very well going to store cars in it--I've decided to become a woodworker. My skills lag significantly behind my enthusiasm, but that hasn't stopped me from taking over half of the garage. And not the left or right half, such that one vehicle can still park in our garage. Oh no, I've managed to occupy the garage in such a manner to render it totally useless for motor vehicles. Surely this will change when the weather turns bad and The Wife puts her foot down. Until then...

Part of the deal for getting nearly exclusive access to the garage was that my woodworking skills, slight as they are, must serve the becking call of The Wife. As such, my most recent project, with the assistance of my good friend Luke, was this potting bench:

It's made of redwood and cedar, includes a place to store tools and such, and has a hole in the table top with a removable plastic container for collecting soil and other potting debris. Since it's permanent home will be on our back porch, which could put your local gardening center to shame, it can also serve double duty during barbecues and such. Coincidentally, the hole and container for potting debris will work perfectly as a place to cool beer in ice.