Hot Dang! The Camera Works Again

See them elk? This is a product of my camera, which has declined to let me post pictures to my computer for more than two months. I got a expert over here and he figgered it out, and so now I can show you a thing or two.

These elk were bedded down in the City of Cannon Beach, on the northern Oregon Coast. They showed no alarm when several of us non-elk dropped by to picture-make. This was in February. They might still be there.

Now then, see these? One of them is my Scamp, and one of them is a tree. (Go ahead, make a guess as to which is which.)

This scenery is on the Smith River Cutoff, from the California Coast eastward into Southern Oregon. (Hint: Scamp is the one who is cold.) The tree is one of the smaller redwoods in N. California.

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A cop is patrolling the local lovers' lane. He sees a couple in a car, with the interior light brightly glowing. The cop carefully approaches the car to get a closer look. Then he sees a young man behind the wheel, reading a computer magazine. Then he notices a young woman in the rear seat, knitting.

Puzzled, he walks to the car and gently taps on the driver's window. The young man lowers his window. "Uh, yes, Officer?"

The cop says, "What are you doing?"

The young man says, "Well, Officer, I'm reading a magazine."

Pointing towards the woman in the back seat, he says, "And what is she doing?"

The young man shrugs. "Sir, I believe she's knitting a pullover sweater."

Now the cop is totally confused. A young couple, alone, in the night in a lovers' lane, and nothing obscene is happening.

The cop asks, "What's your age, young man?" The young man says, "I'm 22, sir."

The cop then asks, "And her....what's her age?"

The young man looks at his watch and replies: "She'll be 18 in 11 minutes."

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My favorite word today is average. N., median, mode, etc. Def.: What every person denies being.