Captain’s Log 4,459
So the bee debacle wasn’t as bad as I had imagined. The bee guy only removed (ONLY) about 75 pounds of honeycomb. Unfortunately, they had to kill the bees. Relocating them would have cost over $10,000 and the city wouldn’t pay. We don’t have that kind of cash either. The bee guy said they were hybrids and VERY aggressive, so it’s probably okay that they were destroyed. It still makes me sad.
We had dripped honey all over the sidewalk. I am going to the roof today to take photos of the wall they had to break to do this. News at 11:00. At least our visitors will be safe. And no more aggressive bees in the library either. Also a good thing. Someone could have been killed.
And I have heard quite enough about how the people in the Colorado theatre could have done something more if they had been carrying concealed weapons so there could have been a good old-fashioned shoot out. SHUT THE FUCK UP! Has it come to this? Where people actually believe it’s okay to carry concealed weapons just because you are going out to a movie? Will someone please stop the madness? Will everyone please go watch Bowling For Columbine again and then tell me why gun control doesn’t work?
It’s Free Tuesday again at the Confederacy. Record crowds are expected. Hoping for a safe and bee-less day without yahoos running around with concealed weapons. We all know how dangerous a museum full of Steampunk gadgets can be! After all, we do have a display of pretend RAY GUNS! So I guess that means everyone should be armed, yes?
Hmmmmmmmmmm. Is there a difference? Do I have a double standard at work?
People who play with pretend ray guns
The only ones who should be playing with weapons designed to kill people
Life Aboard the HMS Pie Rat 
Mmm… honey. MMMM… LOTS O HONEY! Yum, yum, yummmm.
About the comment about guns in the movie theater… how many idiots does it take to make a bloodbath? One. Now how many to make a FUN blood bath? Seriously, it wouldn’t matter if even the kids were carrying guns… there’s a thing called “friendly fire” that happens in the military when they accidentally (or not) shoot a member of their own service. So, what do we call it if civilians are shooting each other because NO ONE knows who the bad guy is? Stupidity.
Utter stupidity. I am so glad my friends are sane.
People around here think I’m crazy for not wanting a gun. Uh, what do I need it for? The chickens are already dead @ the food store.
Man has always excelled at destruction. It’s tougher to build and imagine, which is why the steampunk members have the edge.
Good point!
Even worse is if you have family that are aggressive gun users. We have nephews and nieces that are proud of their prowess with a rifle. Dear god….it makes me so sad.
Oh gosh yes.
I, too, have been made absolutely enraged by the folks out there who try to spin every gun massacre into a reason why we’d all be safer if we had more guns. INSANE. Said folks also spin themselves into a paranoid frenzy about how the government is out to take their guns all of a sudden. INSANE! It’s not happening, people, so stop ranting about how you need your arsenals to protect yourselves from your own government! What the heck are you even talking about? Gah!
Thank you, Sara C. Another voice of reason in the madness. You rock!
FYI Michael Moore is going to be interviewed by Piers Morgan tonight…Piers is on at 6pm and I think 9pm. Steph
I cannot wait!
Did you get any fresh honey out of this mess?
Honey can’t be used. Asbestos in the walls!
Minus the ringtone part, of course.
Of course!
I’ll be singing this all day now.
Send “Honeycomb” Ringtone to your Cell
Well it’s a darn good life and it’s kinda funny
How the bee was made, the bee made honey
And the honey bee lookin’ for a home
Made a honeycomb
Then they combed the world and they gathered all
Of the honeycomb into one sweet ball
And the honeycomb from a million trips
Made my baby’s lips
Oh honeycomb, won’t you be my baby
Well honeycomb be my own
Just a hank o’ hair and a piece o’ bone
made a walkin’, talkin’ honeycomb
Well honeycomb won’t you be my baby
Well honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when you got a wife
Like honeycomb
Now have you heard tell how they made a bee
Then they tried a hand at a green, green tree
So the tree was made, I guess you heard
Up in, well they made a little bird
Now they waited around ’til the end o’ spring
Savin’ every note the bird did sing
And they rolled it up into one sweet tone
For my honeycomb
Honeycomb, won’t you be my baby
Well honeycomb be my own
Just a hank o’ hair and a piece o’ bone
made a walkin’, talkin’ honeycomb
Well honeycomb won’t you be my baby
Well honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when you got a wife
Like honeycomb
In a little while when they made that bird
They looked around for a little word
Sounded sweet as turtle dove
So they called it love
Then they went around lookin’ everywhere
Takin’ love from here, love from there
And they stored it up in a little cart
For my honey’s heart
Oh honeycomb, won’t you be my baby
Well honeycomb be my own
Just a hank o’ hair and a piece o’ bone
made a walkin’, talkin’ honeycomb
Well honeycomb won’t you be my baby
Well honeycomb be my own
What a darn good life when you got a wife
Like honeycomb.
Did you do that whole comment on your phone???? Lady! You rock!
Copy and paste, copy and paste!! Hahaha
Now I’m going to be humming that tune all night. My family’s going to hate you, lol.
I commented on your FB wall about this. I feel like l’empress….it just upsets me. And I don’t see any chance of things getting better. I can only try to be a good person and hope it plays forward…
You are a rock of sanity.
I am so anti-gun…and I used to work for a gun company! Some places (not all) do background checks before they sell a gun. This guy would have passed; his record was clean.
No one says you have to have a personality check as well (Zimmerman might have been stopped), but I bet this guy would have passed that too. No one cares about the safety of a child unless it’s their child; laws are considered “nanny government.”
It’s so depressing I can’t even get properly mad; I just want to weep.
I am right beside you on this one.