This morning's heart attack

. . . was brought to me by Cicada, with this picture:

My heart stopped for a full minute before I read the part about the glass separating the swimmers from the bears. Not that the bears aren't working on a plan as we speak. Because they are. And I hope Cicada's visit does NOT coincide with the day that they break through the wall and start feasting on little children.

I moved to Alaska during the days of Binky the Polar Bear, who was famous for mauling people who got too close to his cage at the Anchorage Zoo. It was my introduction to my new home state, if you will.

"Welcome to Alaska. Try not to get eaten."

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