What in the hell is going on around here?

What in the hell is going on around here?
Background for the un-initiated:

November 2010 saw Francisco Rivero elected on platform of transparency and reform with the help of an indicted pot grower and a character assassination blog. Not quite our proudest day but not as bad as some other days. Actually the jury is still out on this one so stay tuned.
Francisco didn't like anything or anyone remotely associated with the former Sheriff so he set out wiping the slate clean by changing the deputies uniforms, destroying the Office of Emergency Services, firing volunteer reserves, demoting some officers and promoting others, taking away correctional officers guns and coffee then giving them a cartoon badge, unplugging the kitchen at the Lowerlake substation,alienating every other law enforcement agency in this county and those of neighboring Mendocino, picking fights with local government officials and squabbling with the state and the county over courthouse security which it turned out wasn't his call.

And then things got weird.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Hurfrodornot Rescued!

A hungry and bruised Muabladar Hurfrodornot was rescued by the lampoon staff when he stumbled into lampoon central this evening complaining of a bear attack in the hills behind Upperlake while we were eating popcorn and trying to decide who would be our new foreign affairs correspondent.

Hurfrodornot, the lampoon's survival skills correspondent, explained that he'd been working on the Smokey Bear story when he was savagely attacked by a Bear wearing jeans and  a hat who he believes to be Smokey Bear because that's the only talking bear he's aware of that wears jeans.

"I was trying to tell you guys I was up in the tree dammit," Hurfrodornot said of his adventure. "You guys could have heard me if you'd turned down those stupid Ipods and where the heck is my tape recorder anyway? My mom bought that for me and she's gonna be really angry if I come home without it."

According to Hurfrodornot, he survived the attack by climbing a tree in the forest because he'd read someplace that bears don't climb. To maintain his strength after his rescuers left he drank dew collected in pine cones and ate the cones for sustenance.

"Nothing at all like ice cream cones," he said. "I don't get why they call em cones at all. They're really just pointy little bits of bark and don't taste anything like cones. I had to pick my teeth out with pine needles."

Hurfrodornot suffered his injuries when he began coughing up the cones and lost his balance on a limb and fell to the earth below. He later walked back to lampoon headquarters because we'd retrieved his vehicle and no passing cars stopped to give him a lift.

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