Lazarus lives up to his billing

Earlier this summer, during her daily wanderings Mrs. Wolves came across a turkey vulture that apparently had suffered a broken wing. Most likely happened when the bird was eating road kill and got hit by a car. Anyway, he was flapping around in Farmer John's field -- and the farmer's name is almost undoubtedly not John, but there you have it -- unable to fly. She saw him several times over the next few days, and I figured he would die. He wasn't looking good:

And then one day, he was gone. Well, about six weeks later, Lazarus makes his return appearance. Still can't fly, but he's looking much better:

Walking around, chomping on dumpster stuff, doubtless enjoying various other carrion as his kind are wont to do. Good to see he made it. Apparently, nothing eats vultures.

Just a little game food porn

Packers-Vikings game isn't available on regular TV, so I am watching on my computer through a VPN. Not quite the same -- I will figure out how to get it to my TV next week, but time was short -- but the game food is still excellent. It doesn't hurt that the Packers are up 17-7 at the half, but the brown sugar bacon dogs are excellent whether we are winning or losing:

Naturally, so are the stuffed potato skins:

More game food coming -- likely post-game food, really. Go Pack! And bon appetit.

He's comfortable. What do you want me to do?

Jeb the Wonder Dog likes to sleep in my bed. Especially when  I am not in it:

Mrs. Wolves took this picture the other day while I was at work. He looks comfy. You gonna throw him out?

My triumphant march through southern Africa continues

Zambia, bitches. First-time visitor from Zambia recently, giving me near-total dominance over southern Africa, at least in a digital way. The Republic of Zambia is a land-locked country bordered by the Democratic Republic of the Congo on the north, Tanzania to the northeast, Malawi on the east, Mozambique on the southeast, Zimbabwe and Botswana to the south, Namibia to the southwest and Angola to the west. Yeah, that's a lot of neighbors, and yet Zambia is sucking wind. The capital is Lusaka, and most of the people in the country live there or nearby..

Zambia is a former British colony that became independent in 1964. Its main export is copper. The climate is mostly tropical. The national bird is the African fish eagle, which looks a lot like a bald eagle:

Anyway, welcome to the Eff You family, Zambia. At some point, I need to tally what African nations are missing from the Eff You Nation. But for now, welcome Zambia!





Zambia (/ˈzæmbiə/), officially the Republic of Zambia, is a landlocked country in south-central Africa^[8] (although some sources prefer to consider it part of the region of east Africa^[9]), neighbouring the Democratic Republic of the Congo to the north, Tanzania to the north-east, Malawi to the east, Mozambique to the southeast, Zimbabwe and Botswana to the south, Namibia to the southwest, and Angola to the west. The capital city is Lusaka, in the south-central part of Zambia. The population is concentrated mainly around Lusaka in the south and the Copperbelt Province to the northwest, the core economic hubs of the country.

On 24 October 1964, Zambia became independent of the United Kingdom 

OK, that was really weird

So, I'm up at 2 am, smoking pig for Labor Day -- I know, most of you were doing the same thing -- when I sat down at the computer for a minute as the hickory goodness gets infused into the ribs I have on the grill (the shoulder got smoked first). I went to my blog admin page and about spit out my beer. I've been busy this month and haven't posted much (the story of my year) and actually have been sick as a dog since Tuesday and posted not at all. I maintain my right to remain silent why I wasn't posting before that.

In any event, what I saw about blew my socks off. I wasn't wearing any, but it about blew my Crocs off. I guess that wouldn't take much -- Crocs aren't exactly tight-fitting, but you get the idea. More than 7,500 people visited the blog in one hour today, but they weren't visiting a particular post. They were just visiting the blog. I have no idea why. But in one hour on Sept. 2, September 2018 became easily the second-best month for visitors in blog history. That's a lot of people looking for porn, I guess.