back to the old work grind again. well, sort of.

i'm in aniak alaska now, which is sort of in the south-west. there are trees and mountains here, so that's nice. the king salmon have begun their trek through aniak. the neighbors are brining in 75 pounders. it's pretty cool. i showed up in town with tiny hooks, 4 pound fishing line, and a plan to nab the best piece of alder on the Kuskokwim river - you know, fishing huck finn style. apparently this will not work, cause up here they recommend 80 pound line, and some pretty beefy fishing poles. i suppose i could just charge a pole and reel to the company like my coworkers did. or not.

so the moisquitos have arrived. that's the main issue. if there isn't any wind, it means big trouble. if I stripped off my cloths i would be sucked dry immediatly. i can't think of a worse way to die. kevin, one of the geologists working up here, got this sweet picture of me being swarmed by the little bastards. at least it does feel kind of good to swat your back and know you just killed 8 mosquitos. sort of anyway.

the real big news here is that we have a TV. We had a weather day the other day and sat around watching a marathon of this stupid show on VH1 called the "White Rappers Show". It was awesome. It's my new favorite show. it's even better than "stargate" and "beauty and the geek." the dudes are just so stupid. there's a guy called the "King of the Burbs", and he won't stop talking about the "Ghetto Revival". What? Huh? you gotta see it i guess.

i wish i could report some awesome adventures, but the bears haven't attacked anyone yet. if they do i'll be ready, cause my aim is quickly improving with the shotgun, and i'm going to spend some time in the next few days learning to throw my rock hammer like a tomahawk. this is actually what we spend our time doing up here. sweet, huh?

ed