Be more prepared
Not a single post to the Flog since March 17, so who could blame you–whoever the hell you are–for jumping to the conclusion that I’d dropped off the face of the earth. I’d like to say that I was abducted by aliens, but at this point I’m afraid that would only provoke them to take another run at me with their cold little probes. (Believe me when I say it was hell the first time around. And not just any hell, like a morning at Sunday school–this was hell at light speed and zero gravity.)
Why the long silence? Let me tell you a story. Don’t worry, it’s a short one.
On April 28, I went to bed. When I woke up 10 hours later, it was suddenly October 29.
Only in the Yukon.
Returning to the office after a frigid, snow-flaky walk around downtown, I then found the following document in the mailbox:
When I realized that this handy guide, delivered right to your door and mine by the Yukon government, hadn’t been updated to reflect the hard work that Jesse and Mark put into last year’s final segment “Summer 911″, I couldn’t believe it. How ironic, I thought, that this slim and incomplete volume would arrive on a day when it seemed Yukoners might not get to enjoy a spring, let alone a summer. Suddenly, I knew the Flog’s dormancy was about to end.
So, if you’re at all concerned about your preparedness for a REAL and IMMEDIATE emergency situation (i.e. the strong possibility of missing summer) as opposed to some unlikely disaster of more Biblical proportions, I strongly suggest you waste no time in recycling your government propoganda and turn instead to the helpful advice of Smells Like Yukon.
In other news, Mark and Jesse will be producing three new segments to complete the current season of Smells Like Yukon. Stay tuned for news about the broadcast dates, as well as details of Mark’s disturbing rejection of all personal hygiene during the recent renovation of his home, which also happens to double as my office.
