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I'm just getting over ether a really bad cold or a really mild flu. Or, it could have been a sinus infection. Anyway, long story short, I, like many humans, reached for some cold medicine to help relieve me of my throbbing headaches and inability to breath through my nose.



Ok, so some of you might have noticed that something is different with my site. Mainly that it looks nothing like what it used to, some of the stories are missing and the pictures that went with other stores are now gone. So, what happened? Well, half of it I blame on word press, the other half I blame on me being a retard.

So, about a year ago, my then girlfriend, now finance, got me hooked onto Drupal, which her brother Ted uses at his job with lifetime. So I got interested in it and created www.youroutdoorsonline.com, which I have been spending a good portion of my free time working on.



So you might see that things are a bit... hairy here. I disappear for a bit and then my site explodes. I'll have more on what happened latter, but I'm in the middle of making new theme. So once I'm done with that i will post what happened.



One could say, with very little contradiction, that people generally don't like clowns. If you happen to love clowns, I'm sorry, but you are in the minority, if you really really love clowns, chances are you are a clown yourself, and therefore beyond saving. But why? Why do we hate clowns? A clowns only purpose in life is to make people laugh, it is their job to bring joy to people's lives. So why do we fear, despise, and otherwise loath these make up wearing fools?



Ahhh, yes, the Canadian Goose. Many associate this bird’s yearly migration with the coming and leaving of winter. Often their nasally, honking cackle is welcomed by frozen citizens of sub arctic suburbia as there return means a general chance at thawing out their frostbitten feet during the sunny Sundays of spring.

Once more these handsome birds, with their elegant black plumage, their white distinctive chin strapping, and adorable little wattle, make a fine Christmas meal. Or any meal for that matter. It doesn’t have to be for Christmas, goose just tastes good. So what’s not to like about these picturesque aves? One of the symbols of our northern neighbors and their remote unseen beauty.