The Bruin's Blog – October 2009 Archive (2)

Moments before the gunshot I saw him kiss the last long rifle round into the .270 Bolt action. By then I had already begun my frantic retreat to the upstairs level over the frozen escalator towards the silent slots. The report was deafening, I did not hear the sound of the Casino’s glass façade as it caved in. The ringing in my ears cleared in time for me to hear the moaning of the hungry dead as they clamored into the hotel lobby looking for the Vegas buffet. He never fired another shot; the… Continue

I watched a Beaver as he shored up his dam one morning. It was so interesting to watch something so natural especially now. He placed one stick here and one there and padded it with mud and I watched in awed silence as he did so. The dam was so exquisite, so unique.



I never saw the body as it floated down the river, never noticed its gas bloated form as it approached. It was suddenly flailing as it touched the dam and in seconds that miracle of nature was destroyed, the dam broke and… Continue