Not finished with finishes!

Convention of pontillist Sibes! Okay, the Human Assistant really did work on this for hours.

Which may not be something to be proud of.

And he didn't help with my blog!

But I'll let him post it here. It comes in two versions.

This small one is Neo-impressionist Vision of 36 Years of Iditarod® Dogs.

But you can click on it. Then you get Microsoft® Excel® Vision of 36 Years of Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race® Finishes.

The bottom-most line is the winners' time for each year.

Then going up, the time for the team coming in 10th, 20th, 30th, and 40th. (Which has some bare spots.)

He left in a few little stretches here and there for team #50. But not for #60 or #70. Because there aren't many yet and they got lost in the clutter.

I think I can see Kree Vanka there on the right!

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Iditarod 2008 finishes!

Deborah Bicknell closed down the 2008 Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race® Monday night!

Last year she started the race. But she couldn't finish because of weather problems. The Iditarod calls you a rookie until you finish once. She's a rookie no more!

Deborah and her team got to Nome at 8:36:12 p.m., Alaska Daylight Time Monday night. (That's 04:36:12 Universal Coordinated Time or Temps Universel Coordonné or whatever you want to call it.)

They were the last to finish. So they got the Red Lantern Award. These are very special! Only one musher can get it each year! A few years ago Karen Ramstead won it. Karen puts notes and comments on the SIBERNET forum when she's not extremely super busy.

Her teams are all completely Siberian Huskies. There are some other teams like that, too. But I forget whose they are right now.

Anyway. Tonight the Human Assistant worked hard  ::snort::   to compare how this year's teams did against each other. He had to learn a few spreadsheet things to make a table.

And it doesn't even have four legs!  But you can see it here.

Okay. Gotta go. The H.A. is feeling better. He thanks everyone for their concern! But he says if he doesn't post this, that he'll fall asleep in the chair. And then he'll fall over. Probably on the printer or something.

Bye fur now!

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