Monday, September 14, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Not sure what you mean by 'hottest'. I do remember talking to my good friend Bart, the star of the 1988 film "The Bear", after he was shamefully overlooked by the Academy Awards for that year. He was drowning his sorrows with a large chocolate milkshake, and I commented that he was looking exceptionally fit. He explained that shooting the film was so strenuous, with so many retakes and dangerous stunts performed under the glare of the sun, that he had lost a stone and a half, and at the end of some days he had to sit in a refrigerated trailer just to cool off.
2. Apart from your house & car, what is the most important item you have acquired?
I share my house with some humans, who seem to think that because they pay the rent they're in charge. And I don't have a car, I ride a horse called Parker.
When I discovered the open window around the back of the cake shop.
I'm not a very materialistic bear, and I think the best gift I ever received was the following piece of advice from my wise old grandfather. "Orso, my boy," he said to me one day, "no matter how bad things may seem, no matter what disappointments you may encounter along life's highway, always remember that Haagen Dazs ice cream works out cheaper the more of it you buy." He was right, and I've never forgotten his wisdom.
Lending this bear my keyboard. Don't get me wrong, I love "The Teddy Bear's Picnic", but it's all he can play.
6. Four words to describe yourself?
Charming, endearing, handsome, modest
7. What is the lowlight or highlight of 2008?
The highlight was the 2nd birthday party of my friend Knut. Here he is opening my present: a sack of ice cream.
8.What is your favourite film?
I'm thinking of becoming a doctor. I've already picked out my parking space.
Unquestionably Yogi. I try to model myself on his resourcefulness and easy way with a one-liner. My friend Fred, who is a very old bear, remembers when this series was first shown, and he tells me that you could go out into the streets on transmission nights and not see a single bear.
Now we come to the task of handing the tag on, but it would appear that most of my favourite bears have already been tagged. I therefore open this questionnaire up to all non-human bloggers who would like to have a go. Just leave me a message in my comments and I'll rush over to your sites and look at your answers.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
You can see it for yourselves here.
This is both a great honour and a reminder that people who like paper are often among the first to recognise the merits of bears.
One of the most popular goes something like this:
"Mr Orso Bear, Esq, you have made many references on your excellent site to something called 'ice cream'. This sounds like something I would like, so can you tell me how to obtain some?"
Well, it couldn't be simpler.
But I found these disappointing. One of the few occasions when my pretty colour rule let me down.
It's likely that I will be mentioning them again in the future, so it's probably as well that you know exactly who I am talking about.
Firstly, then, this is Polar. Polar is instantly recognisable on account of his white fur and red scarf. If you live in London, you'll know that we've been experiencing a heat wave of late. I asked Polar why he was wearing a scarf in such hot weather, and he replied that it's because he comes from a very cold country. I believe there is a flaw in his argument somewhere, but I haven't quite pinned it down yet.
This is Fred. As you can perhaps see, Fred is a good deal older than me. He's very old indeed, actually. For instance, he can remember watching Yogi Bear on its original transmission. He doesn't go out a lot and can be a bit grouchy at times, but I dare say I may be the same when I get to be his age. However, that won't be for absolutely ages.
This is Boris. Boris likes to go snuffling in the local woods where he thinks up his ideas. Some of them, like his idea to have the whole of the woods carpeted, don't really amount to much. Occasionally, however, he comes up with a very good one. His plan to make ice cream free to all bears is already at the petition stage, and we are expecting the government to reach a decision on it very soon.
And lastly, here's me, Bob, Polar, Edward, Lou, Humphrey, Lattimer, Fred and Polar's nephews and nieces watching a television broadcast of the film Bear Island, based on the bestseller by Mr Alistair Maclean. Overall, we felt it was one of those films that didn't quite live up to the expectations of its title, though there was plenty of exciting action.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
This is me being lifted up the side of the church in a basket before the daring jump. Those are my feet that you can see sticking out.
A side-view. Please note that the string you can see is purely to lift the basket. When doing the actual jump I used no wires, nets or protection of any kind. Just sheer bravery.
With just seconds to go, it is at this point that some bears find their courage is not equal to the task and change their mind. I did not.
And away I go. Until you've done it, you cannot know the excitement.
I know this looks like I'm walking up the exterior of the church, but in fact this is another thrilling action shot of the descent. I just decided to come down in this incredibly stylish way because I was so calm and collected I was able to come up with clever ideas like this while actually in mid-air.
Finally, this is me looking as pleased as Punch, as well I might, holding my Certificate of Valour. The dictionary defines valour as "strength of mind or spirit that enables somebody to encounter danger with firmness and personal bravery", so the word was particularly well chosen in this instance.
Thank you for enjoying my first post, and do please come again.
Mr Orso Bear, Esq.