Yellowstone Poo Winners Announced

And the winner of the bison pooh ornament is ........

Drum roll please...........

Almost everyone.

Yellowstone Park is making me a little more soft in the head than usual.

I couldn't decide, so here's what's going to happen.

Linda, who is a friend of Karen's, who I work with, and none of you care about this, so shut up Judy, actually won first prize.  She had an exhaustive list of why she should win it.

I could sense her desperation over winning the thing, so I couldn't let her down.

Then there was The Vegetable Assassin, check her out at http://vegetableassassin.blogspot.com/.  She scares me a little, so thought I had better send her one just in case she ever leaves Canada and comes to the states with revenge on her mind.  Secretly, I love her blog and her nasty little mind. 

Then there is Jenny, who works with the hubby.  She stood up for me when I was apologizing to him for some bad things I said on my guest blog.  So, she should get one.  But Jenny can wait until I get back to Ohio.  What else is there to do there but wait and drink beer?

And then there is Susan, my high tailing it out of here friend, who left me to return to Georgia and civilization.  Maybe she deserves some poo.  Piles of poo.

I'm never having a contest again, since I can't decide on a winner and I don't want to leave anyone out.  On minimum wage, I can't afford you people.

So, I sent the Assassin an email asking for her address.  Linda and Susan must do the same or the poo ain't going anywhere except back to Ohio for my theme tree this year...Poo Poo on Christmas.

Here's my email address....get typing friends....judy.demick@yahoo.com and the poo will be in the mail.  I love saying things like "the poo will be in the mail."  Sounds like a threat of some kind, doesn't it?

I'm keeping the stinking Old Faithful bookmark for myself.

There may be another post tonight that actually has something to do with Yellowstone... if I leave my room at all.  Don't hold your breath cause you turn a very unattractive color when you do and the eyes bulge out. 

Later.

Grousing in Yellowstone Park

Now that my days are numbered in Yellowstone Park, it's time you meet some of the cast of characters here.

Meet Jacqueline from Washington.  We first met when she commented on my blog.

As you can see, she is a cute 20 something.

What you can't see are the freckles.

Jacqueline works at the barista at the Old Faithful Inn.  She is a vital part of the Inn.  If guests can't get their Starbucks wanna be coffee, they can get quite cranky.

Jacqueline kidnapped me yesterday in her pickup truck with the cracked windshield.  Her goal is to meet as many people as possible in Yellowstone.  She claims that once you are her friend, it is for life.  I think I believe her.

If she hangs out with old broads like me, there will be a time limit on the friendship.

I can try to summarize her life to this point, but since we were gabbing a million miles a minute, and I didn't have a tape recorder, some of this may be slightly if not totally wrong.  Forgive me J if I mess this up.

J's parents, as she describes them, are Christian hippies.  I like that image...a Bible and love beads, maybe?  She was home schooled and had completed some college before she graduated from high school. 

She's been to Papua New Guinea, not sure why, but it was part of a school trip, I believe.

I got this picture off the internet of some of the locals having a party.  J claims that the folks she met there had been cannibals at one time, but not any more.  They had stopped 5 or 6 years ago, she told me with her sweet smile.  I was thinking that she was going to say 5 or 6 generations ago.  This country is not on my bucket list.  Stop me from saying my Colonel Sanders list.  Too late.  Forgive me.

J most currently lived in a tent for six months somewhere in Washington state.  She and her friend had to move every week or so as you can only stay in campgrounds for a limited time.  No wonder she doesn't mind the dorms.  Maybe I should have camped out before I came here.

Her dream job is....hang on friends....to travel to a place where the people do not have a written language so that she can translate the Bible for them.  Bless her heart.  I mean how many young people do you meet who would even consider this?  I wouldn't consider anyplace that didn't have internet, air conditioning and washing machines. 

Like I said earlier, we were gabbing and walking down the Lone Star Geyser trail, when we heard this thumping sound that got louder and faster.  I have discovered that I am not a runner when danger seems near.  My feet froze to the ground.

I was thinking that maybe this is the noise a bear makes charging down a hill going after an afternoon snack.

How would I know?  Give me a break!

It turned out to be this bird on a log.

Whew!

My picture wasn't very good, so I copied this from the internet.

It's a sage grouse.  The noise it makes is its mating ritual.

The little guy thinks this impresses the ladies.

The question is, did he think one of us looked cute?

He's definitely not my type.

So that's the end of the big adventure.  J and I finished our walk and talk and our little scared out of our wits episode.  I think we are friends for life.

Just a reminder, the poo ornament contest ends tonight at midnight.  I will choose the grand poo bah winner tomorrow afternoon (I work early.)   I have some good people in the running, but there's still time to impress me. 

Night for now from Yellowstone Park, the place that never sleeps.