Remembering Binky

Can anyone find me the famous picture from around 1994 of Binky the polar bear prancing around his cage in the Alaska Zoo with the Australian tourist’s sneaker hanging out of his mouth?

Just in case you’re not an Alaskan (or Austrailan, I hear the story was pretty popular down there, too), and want to know what I’m babbling about…

ANCHORAGE, Alaska (AP)- A polar bear that chewed on a couple of folks may seem an unlikely cult hero. But this is Alaska, and, well, things are different here.

Not that people don’t feel sympathy for those nursing their wounds, it’s just that Alaskans think you get what you deserve when you act stupid around a wild animal – even one that lives in a zoo.

“I feel sorry for the people who got hurt, but in both cases it was their own fault,” says Sammye Seawell, director of the Alaska Zoo in Anchorage, where Binky the polar bear lives.

The first problem arose in July, when an Australian tourist paid a high price for venturing too close to Binky’s cage.

The woman was climbing over the second of two safety rails to get a close-up photo when the 850-pound bear stuck his head through the bars and grabbed her in his jaws.

She escaped with a broken leg and bite wounds. Another visitor caught the scuffle on videotape, including a shot of Binky pacing around his pen later with the woman’s red and white running shoe in his mouth.

That attack spawned a T-shirt featuring Binky, the shoe and the words \”Send more tourists – this one got away.

Alaska shook its collective head and chalked the mauling up to tourist naivete. The woman later earned a measure of local respect by admitting she was at fault and promising not to sue.

Six weeks later, the 20-year-old bear was back on the front page. Two Anchorage teenagers decided – apparently after a long night of drinking – to take a dip in the pool Binky shares with his furry companion, Nuka.

Police say the pair snuck into the zoo and were stripping down in front of the cage when Binky showed up and locked his jaws onto one of them.

The teen was pulled away by his friend, but not before Binky had left him with leg injuries. Both teens face trespassing and underage drinking charges.

Since then, it’s been take-no-prisoners Binkymania.

There are jokes – “The state won’t be asking for any jail time for the kid – it already has its pound of flesh.”

There are more hot-selling T-shirts – “Binky for Governor: Take a Bite Out of Crime.” There is music – a local comedy revue worked up a rap song by “Bad Blood Binky” that includes the lines “Drink a case of Bud and act real cool – Like a teenage mutant brain-dead fool.”

There have been editorial cartoons – one shows Binky saying to Nuka, “Mauled teen-ager, my butt – how about ‘Hero bear prevents youth from drowning?”

And there have been letters to the editor of the Anchorage Daily News. Lots of them, all pro-Binky.

“When foolish people place their name on Binky’s dinner menu, we should have the decency to allow Binky to eat his entire meal, in peace,” one said.

Another encouraged zoo keepers to set aside a day for people to come and play with Binky if they want to: \”This program would solve two problems. The food bill for Binky would be reduced and the test scores for our schools would certainly rise.

Zoo director Seawell says she’s gotten more than 100 letters from around the world, and not one of them blamed the bear.

To protect the bears from the visitors, the zoo has erected two strands of electric wire outside the cage and installed a motion detector that blares an alarm.

— AP report from Sept. 1994

Man-U 4, Celtic 0

That. So. Rocked.

Manchester United vs. Celtic

Phil and I bailed from work a little after 7pm, caught the bus into town, and got off just about four blocks from Seahawks Stadium. Walked in, and found our way to our seats — which, as you can see from the above shot, were incredible! About thirteen rows back, practically right on the goal line. Even better, the entrance that the teams came out of to get on the field was directly to our left — there were a few too many people in the way for me to get a really good shot of them taking the field, though. Still, just being close enough that I could clearly see their faces was great.

Turns out that Seattle is definitely primarily a Man-U town. There were definitely Celtic fans in the crowd, but the roar every time Man-U scored or prevented a goal was pretty telling. The game itself was almost schizophrenic, though. Celtic played a very offensive game, and Man-U couldn’t seem to keep the ball out of their side of the field for the majority of the game, but the few times they did manage to push the ball down the field they scored almost every time. Their goalie, though, did an astounding job for the whole game — while the defense was good enough that Celtic didn’t get too many shots, he didn’t let any of them get through. Just gorgeous to watch.

In the end, Man-U took the game, four to nothing — a total shutout. There was also an announcement midway through the second half of the game that the final attendance tally was 66,722 people in the stadium! Blew my mind, and apparently that was record attendance for the stadium, too! Kind of funny when a soccer game creates more of a draw than the local sports teams do — but then, this was one hell of a soccer game.

All in all, one hell of an evening. While I’m sorry that Phil’s girlfriend couldn’t make it…damn but that was fun!

Update: Writeups are already posted on the local news sites.

BOO-YAH!

My manager just came up to me and handed me a ticket to the Man-U/Celtic game tonight! Turns out his girlfriend has to cancel, and since we were talking about the game earlier…

…I’m in.

Too.

Freaking.

Cool.

See y’all after the game!

Ah, the memories…

Robert Scoble:

Kookaburra asks “will Longhorn eat RAM?

My “official Microsoft approved answer”: too early to talk about minimum or recommended requirements. We probably won’t talk about minimum requirements until right before launch.

The answer I give my friends after they get me drunk: “yes.”

The rest of his answer is worth reading, where he explains his answer a bit more in depth, without running afoul of the Powers That Be at Microsoft. Still, this got me thinking about how much I miss the days when computers weren’t as powerful as they are now. Not because I’d like to go back to the days of 286’s and Motorola 68000 processors (ick), but because the limited resources forced programmers to weigh features against bloat, to code for small sizes as well as functionality, and so on.

The first computer I owned was a Mac Classic, with 1Mb RAM (that’s not a typo — one megabyte) and no internal hard drive. My senior year of high school, I did all my papers on that machine. I had two 1.4Mb floppys: one with System 6.0.7 to boot the computer, and one that had Microsoft Word v4 and every paper I wrote that school year.

Let me stress that: one floppy. Microsoft Word and every paper I wrote in a school year.

I miss that.

You know, as it stands right now, I won’t buy Microsoft Word. But if they could dig into their archives, pull out the source code for Word v4 for Mac and update it to run on Mac OS X, I’d pop down cash for that in a heartbeat. Best damn word processor I ever used, mainly because it was a word processor, not a over-priced, over-featured, kludgy, pain in the ass piece of bloatware with every conceivable feature tossed in merely because it could be.

But that’s just me.

English

English is the preacher’s language, because it allows you to talk until you think of what to say.

— Garrison Keillor

Boy, ain’t that the truth. I know I talk like that. Sometimes I blog like that, too, though I try not to do it on too much of a regular basis. ;)

I found that quote through Doc Searls.

Is the day over yet?

Today is just dragging on, and on…and on. Woke up with a bit of a headache, and it hasn’t gone away all day. Not enough to be extremely painful or debilitating, just enough to sit a couple inches behind my forehead and make sure that I don’t forget that it’s there. Urgh.

On the bright side, work is slow. On the down side — well, work is slow. I’m the only one in the department tonight, there’s nothing overly pressing coming down the pike, and I’m bored out of my mind. Hence this otherwise pointless post. I’ve bounced around some of the TypePad blogs on the recently updated list, randomly hit a few other sites, and so far, everything has completely failed to catch my attention. Just one of those days, I guess.

Okay, enough of this. Back to pretending I’m paying attention to work.

Maybe.

Convert Kmph to Mph

Note for Americans, that the speed is kilometers per hour not miles. To convert you multiple by 5 and divide by 8 then add 32 less the number you first thought of and then cross out the answer and write “really fast for an old car” or something like that.

Jon Wright, in Blog Roundup