Happy campers

Published 10:32 pm Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Break out the Krusteaz: Herald columnist Kristi O’Harran reminds us the start of the Northwest camping season is approaching faster than a Stellar’s jay descending on a potato chip, and Herald readers have a few camping tales to share.

You may be a true Northwest camper if:

· You use an inflatable mattress precisely because it can be used as a flotation device in the event of an emergency.

· Spam, Spam, Spam, eggs and Spam isn’t just a line from Monty Python.

· You invented the yoga pose called Stooped Camper Pulling on Clean Underwear in a 4-Foot-High Tent.

· You’ve made pilgrimages to Mount Rainier where you never actually see the mountain.

· You can lie on the ground, look up and convince yourself that the field of blue above you isn’t a tarp.

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Hold the mustard: The nearly intact skeleton of a 47-million-year-old catlike primate is on display at a New York museum. Scientists are split on whether it is an evolutionary ancestor of man, but say the detail in the fossil is remarkable, even identifying its last meal.

Supporting the argument of those who believe it is a human ancestor, the creature’s last meal included leaves, berries and ketchup.

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Don’t even try Banana Fanana Fo Fana: In working to eliminate what it believes are bogus profiles, Facebook is bouncing actual members who have unusual names. Such was the fate of Alicia Istanbul, whose account was frozen for three weeks while she tried to prove Istanbul was her real name.

Same thing happened to our cousins, Ben and Ilene Dover.