For the bears in my life…

This is for my friend Barry, who probably doesn’t deserve it because he’s been through a lot (OMG, refurbishment?)…but, well,  funny is funny.



And this is for my friend Blackie Bear, who often gets accused of being a picnic bear. He’s usually just, like Barry, waiting for a beer, but you know how that looks.

picnic bear


And last but (he would attest) not least, this one’s for my friend Scarybear, who has delusions of eating people and/or driving the BMW in the middle of the night.

Scary birthday sentiment

Barry, I need you, buddy, I’m dry

Day three of another involuntary dry-out. The humans have failed me. Must…reach…out…to…other animals. This is a shout-out to Barry the Koala, a kindred soul even if our chromosomal counts don’t line up. If you haven’t seen the way Barry owns this video by beerbecue, you’ve gotta check it out.

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I think this might be an early pic of Barry, before he was captured.

Apparently that’s tea in the bottle…Long Island iced tea, methinks.